LW: 262
CW: 256
Who would have thought I could be happy to see 256 again? Either way, I am.
Or rather, I’m trying to be. With everything going on in Victoria, Australia (my home state) right now, worrying about numbers on a scale seems stupid. And honestly, I probably only lost that much because it was too hot to do anything but drink buckets of water. Talk about flushing out your system.
This is the week I’m going to the Women’s Clinic in Melbourne. The husband and I already did a ‘dry run’ so I know where to go. I’ll be there bright and early, even though my first appointment isn’t until 9.30am. I get paranoid about these things, though, so I’d rather be much earlier than late.
I really am just having a tough time getting the enthusiasm to do anything. I don’t feel like doing much. I just can’t stop thinking about the people who have lost their lives – in the literal sense and in the sense that everything has burned to the ground.
The husband and I don’t have any super close friends in the area, but we’ve been touring around most of the areas affected and met a lot of nice people. I’ll cherish those memories now, as a couple of the towns we visited are just gone now…
I’d demand to drive to the areas to help out right now if I knew I wouldn’t just be in the way. And so I sit thinking about them. Helping when and where I can from here.