Feelin’ Like a Flabby Fat Cat

Goin’ thru a see-saw phase: one day up, one day down.

Down days result in “feeding” melancholy with pizza, donuts and chocolate.  The gut rolls groweth.

Up days result in “feeding” cheerfulness with pizza, donuts and chocolate.  The gut rolls groweth.

These types of phases are probably okay for the short-term, but not so much for the long.  It’s one thing struggling to do a sit-up, another to squeeze through a doorway.

The intention is not to malign the overweight or obese, but to state what currently is—that I’m truly feelin’ like a flabby fat cat.

The good thing is that phases come and go, and serve as:

trials

lessons

tests, and

testimonies.

They are what they are: stages of development, distinct periods . . . chapters in the books of our lives.  How purrrrr-fect is that?