Dear diary,
Yet another day in the life of me. You know, I was once really happy with my life, but now I feel... discontent. Which is weird, because there are a million reasons why I should be happy. Here they are:
The lounge room is full of the latest luxuries, for instance; the $3000 electric blue designer chair, expertly curved for the ultimate comfort, the Prussian Blue leather lounge suite, chosen especially so that it would co-ordinate with the sky-blue walls, and the fantastic cream coffee table, that swivels on its base so that you will never have to go to all the trouble of reaching for the milk when it's on the other side again. The television is a wide screen plasma for ultra high definition, and a vast array of speakers gives the very best quality audio.
The kitchen is huge, and fashionably white, with a stove that, when you press a button, doubles as a bench top, expensively tiled floors, and capacious drawers that guarantee never to get cluttered.
The opulent bathroom has a marine tank embedded in one wall, full of a new, scientifically engineered fish that glow in neon colours. There is a large spa bath, complete with sound system and wine bar, for relaxation after a strenuous day at work, or so the ad says, anyway.
My bedroom is colour co-ordinated with various shades of red and gold, and a king size bed that is so soft it feels as if you are going to sink through it.
I have loads of money in the bank.
I have an extra flash dark green convertible, and a silver four wheel drive.
I have a designer garden, with a 'yin and yang' couch that turns so that you can see all of it without having to move.
My house looks better than the neighbour's. I'm big on maximum wow factor.
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Why I am not happy:
I continually have this nagging feeling that something is not quite right, that there is something important I have missed. Nothing I buy seems to help. my life is falling into a deep dark chasm, and I don't feel satisfied anymore.
hey, I know! I know what it is that I have missed, that will make me happy again! How could I have been so stupid?!
Why didn't I think of this in the first place? Honestly, I really thought that buying more furniture, more TVs more cars would seriously help!
I know what I need!
Its time for a renovation, and this time I'm going Shabby Chic!
2 comments:
Interesting.....
though maybe instead of renovating.... she could sell all her furniture.... and give the money to charity....
Also it is similer to Fight Club.... LOL
Haha, yes it is. But I didn't want her to realise that her life was completely empty. It's kind of a typical reaction to feeling down for those sort of people.
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