Detox for the Soul

I admit I’m a little dubious. Jeffe swears by the Yogi Detox Tea, but I’ve always thought it was basically a bunch of overpriced herbal crap. You drink a few cups, you shit your brains out, why, hells yes, you’re gonna feel lighter and happier.  Of course, I wouldn’t know, as I haven’t actually had any yet. It’s sitting in a box on my counter, and it *says* you can have up to 10 cups a day. That it’s mild with no laxative effect. (So what happens if you’re the daring sort and you drink cup number 11? Implosion? Explosion?) I still remain somewhat suspicious, and in either case I won’t be taking any until my antibiotics are over with. I honestly don’t know if it actually works, but I figure it can’t hurt – several weeks of heavy doses of painkillers, antibiotics and general anesthesia are bound to screw up the body. (Which weighs about 5 pounds more than it did two weeks ago – damn it.  Back on the WW wagon for me.) Could be this *will* help.

I suppose I could take this one step further and make it a metaphor for my life right now. Detox the body, detox the soul.  Like my garden for instance.  Which looks like hell, partly because of sheer laziness on my end, and partly because I currently can’t bend over to actually weed anything – though that doesn’t stop the neighbors from getting pissy about it.

Me, getting ride from neighbor, 3 days after surgery: “Mmmm….looks like I really ought to do some weeding around the front, eh?”

Neighbor: “Yes. You should.”

The End.

Okay, maybe that wasn’t quite Pride & Prejudice material, but point taken.  No one is going to do the weeding for me. And laziness aside, I look at those weeds every time I walk into the house and think, ‘Gee, I really need to get those.  But I can’t, my back hurts. (Or it’s too hot, or the kids are bugging, or I just don’t feel like it)’

And yet, strangely enough, I grabbed a few of them this morning and guess what? They came up a lot easier than I thought. Not all of them, of course. Some are rooted pretty deep and I’ll probably need to spray them with something, or beat them into submission with a shovel.

But it’s a start.

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One Response to Detox for the Soul

  1. Jeffe Kennedy says:

    I wouldn't say I SWEAR by it — I said it was a good start for a DeTox virgin. 😀 But good for you, removing all binding weeds and poisons from your life.

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