what got me here...

My life changed drastically two years ago.

I was happily trying my best to become as rich as I possibly could...while cutting and coloring the world...then wham! some how I got introduced to Cancer. Even though Cancer chose to court me, I am one of the lucky ones because our relationship turned out to just be a casual one. Just a few dates that took place on the surgeons table, and then a brief six weeks getting to one another at radiation...and wa-la Cancer left me.
Not at all unchanged though. In fact far from it.

Okay what is different you ask. EVERYTHING....

It actually has gotten to be that I can hardly recognize myself...no sh*t...a mere 35 pounds added on to my already 20 pounds too much frame and I cannot fit into one single article of my phat wardrobe. That has pissed me off even more than having to date Cancer.

Plus, as a parting gift to me Cancer left me with the discovery that I have the BRCA2 gene...meaning that Cancer more or less has a lifetime reservation to return for a visit at his leisure.

Now every ninety days I get to go to Seattle Cancer Care to check in and see if Cancer is showing any re-newed interest in our relationship. So far not.

My view on life is so mangled that I feel like I am in a fog and can no longer see the purpose. So I am off to a Zen monastery where I will live for the next 33 days to try and clear the fog. The bonus is that it is as if I am going to a Fat Camp...because I will only get three simple vegitarian meals a day.
The first ten days I will spend camping on a mountain 9000 feet above sea level...with no bathroom. This ought to be good...as I swore when my Costa Rican honeymoon ended that I would NEVER spend any extended length of time in the wilderness again unless it was the wild wild jungle of Manhattan.
After the camping trip ends I will be living a full on monastery life...of which I am unsure of exactly what that means or entails. I do know that I will be required to meditate for three hours a day and that I will have no way of watching T.V. I love to watch T.V. However that is not helping the extra poundage situation at all. So I have committed to giving it all up and starting life anew.
I leave in 15 days...and behind me remains my hottie husband and the rest of my family and all my old ways.

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