Felt so good after counselling last week - probably because I was at a really low ebb and couldn't go any further down. this week was different, she really challenged my thinking - I guess she was getting me to see S's wanderlust in a different way?
Was I really that much different? Being at ease on my own during the week and enjoying the weekend company - maybe 24/7 domesticity isn't for me either? It's funny how life changes though...
She did say I deserved a big pat on the back for handling the goodbye well - I think we both did, but obviously I was best!
I recall one day back in June when S wasn't coming up til later and we'd been real busy the past few weekends and I just slobbed and watch Golf, Cycling and some motor racing, i remember the bliss :-) Trouble is the thought of having nothing but telly gives fear.
Feeling tired.
Had a final current location mail from S. It was nice that she remembered puss and wished me well. Just when I needed it a mail and virtual hugs from K arrived :-)
Must clean house and sort out stuff for holiday, 7 days with mum followed by a few with dad will be interesting - I expect my mum will be up for 'making the most' of it - not entirley sure I am! But it's kind of them to come.
Brentford tomorrow with Kc and hopefully beer with mh on Wednesday - Must pack tonight!!!
Now what should I have for tea? Something healthy less K tells me off (again).
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