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Hi Ophelia - welcome to another Australian girl. I'm Australian too - from Canberra. There aren't too many of us around nowadays.



I'd been wondering if there were any other Aussies around this joint. Nice to meet you! I'm up in Brisbane.

I'll address particular comments and questions in another post, but just wanted to get this posted now.

Lunch with MIL was easier than I'd anticipated. I was actually feeling a bit better after it, though still rather crappy overall. So I was moping around the house still feeling sorry for myself when all of a sudden I started to hear rain on the roof, (which doesn't happen often, coz we're in the middle of the worst drought in recorded history, the dams are all but empty and we're on tight water restrictions...I even saw a thing on the news the other day about some little country town that has officially run out of water, ie: they've having to truck tanks of water in from somewhere else just to keep their toilets flushing!)

Anyway, whenever it rains I've made a habit of rushing outside to get some pot plants that are usually undercover to stick them out in the rain for a good drenching. Usually I'd move quickly so I wouldn't get drenched myself, but considering my depressed mood, I couldn't be bothered moving quickly and didn't much care if I got wet.

So I slowly moved the pots out into the rain, and when I was done, instead of rushing back inside, I just stood there, in the rain, looking down at my pot plants.

I've always thought, (and I dunno if it's an actual fact, or if it's just all in my head) that plants look happier after they've been rained on. You can water a plant with a watering can on a regular basis, and it'll do fine, but it's like there's something special in the stuff that falls from the heavens that rejuvenates them, perks them up and really makes them look alive. As I stood there thinking about this, I wondered if it'd have the same effect on a person.

So I walked out into the middle of the lawn in my backyard, closed my eyes, lifted my face to the sky and my arms over my head and stood there in the rain for probably a good 10-15 minutes, just letting myself get drenched. Felt kinda silly and I know it sounds kinda nutty, but I kinda just let the rain wash me clean.

Eventually, when my fingertips were starting to turn to prunes and my clothes were soaked, I moved out of the rain, and decided that that was gonna be the official end of the little pity party I've been having since Friday when I found out about OW. I guess you could say that I just let the rain wash all the crap off, so I could feel rejuvenated, just like the plants do, and I could start over with a clear(er) head.

I felt so much better after it that I even actually felt like eating, so had my first proper meal since Friday!

So the moral of my little story is that next time it rains, try just standing out in it. You may feel a little silly while you're doing it, but when it's done, you may just feel a whole lot better.


Me:30
H:30
Together:10yr
H left:Oct3'06,couple weeks before 5th wed anniv.
No Kids
OW bomb:Jan19'07
My thread: He filed.