Saturday afternoon and Science Guy went to the pub to meet a friend from home. We’d had different invitations on Friday night for drinks, on Saturday night for dinner and then on Sunday for a day out in Kent. All of which I had said yes to. And then on Thursday night, after a week of meetings and a night away from home, I was knackered. So I binned everyone. In the nicest possible way of course. And so Saturday night found me home alone in a lovely clean flat, with a comfy sofa, gallons of tea, my book, and a stack of craptastic tele and Notting Hill on V+. Bliss. And exactly what I needed.
I have had to train myself to lose the guilt about saying no. It has taken me years to have the courage to see this not as letting someone down, but actually choosing myself. I recognise now when I just need a slow, quiet, gentle pace. When it is ok, often necessary, to be selfy. It’s not self-’ish’, it’s completely bloody selfy!
Of course, along with the best laid plans, hopes for early night and restful sleep were dashed. His quite sweet but definitely drunken texts and phone calls, culminated in the 1am return of Science Guy. Singing loudly, he jumped into bed, and wrapped his freezing bloody cold self around me.
Still, it was nice while it lasted.
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I’ve added it to my book list … didn’t realise it had won the Booker!
It was glorious! I have grown to love my time alone.
I recommend the book. It’s set in Thatcher’s Britain and is about Nick and his life after graduating from Oxford. It’s about secrets and relationships and family and the quest for beauty. It is beautifully written – I think it won the Booker a few years ago.
i love the image of sg wrapping himself around you. how sweet…
Bravo sas!
That sounds like a wonderful night in to me.
I’ve been eyeing that book up for a while now … please let me know if it’s any good, it looks it and all the reviews I’ve seen for it have been very positive.