So tomorrow is Friday the 13th; some of you may well be thinking of staying in bed just in case. I however no longer fear Friday 13th but see it as lucky. Last year I put a bet on a horse on Friday 13th and it came in, so for me this is all the proof I need! Tomorrow also marks the end of one of the seemingly longest working weeks; it has felt more like a month than a week after all the short weeks we have had thanks to Easter and the Royal wedding. Now on the subject of weddings, it seems wedding talk is surrounding me at the moment. My best friend gets married in August, my brother gets married next year, a girl at work is arranging hers, on the train home tonight two girls were enthusiastically discussing one of their weddings and even the magazines are in on the act talking of wedding season approaching! I however still eagerly await my proposal. My boyfriend and I went to New York to mark our two years together and I really thought it might happen as did many family and friends of both of us but sadly no. Does anyone else feel society puts undue pressure on you to marry before you are 30?
This week has been tough on me for another reason. My move had felt more like a holiday up until now but the reality of work makes it all the more real. Naturally you both bring home stress from the work place. God I miss coming home to my meal on the table! Yes I was spoilt though at home. My Mum is not just my bestest friend in the whole world but when I was at home, she acted as personal assistant, writing letters, making phone calls and running errands; often to the post office to collect my latest internet purchase! Hang on a minute, that last part hasn’t changed; I still have parcels delivered to Mum in order that I can sneak in my new additions to my wardrobe and shoe collection! I must share with you all how thoughtful my boyfriend was yesterday though; when I got out the shower, he had left a freshly picked rose on my dressing table. I am loving living with him despite the need for us both to adjust.
Today I found my mind wandering to holidays and as it happens, this months stars said my thoughts would be filled with ideas of foreign travel. I know I had a fantastic holiday in New York already this year but I really do fancy a beach holiday – this pasty complexion needs to catch some rays! Also I saw a great cut out swimsuit I must have so now I naturally need to go somewhere to wear it.
Anyway try not to fear tomorrow too much, try seeing it as lucky, after all it’s only a number! Stay smiling, it’s the weekend at last!
So I have been moved in and officially grown up for nearly 2 weeks! To be honest it’s not all been plain sailing but I’m sure that’s normal. It certainly takes time to adjust to each others ways. I have come to the conclusion that men’s brains just don’t work like ours. For a start as I have discussed with my girlfriends, men only selectively listen, but of course it’s us who forgot to inform them of the upcoming event in the social calendar! In the words of judge Judy, put your listening ears on! Also on careful discussion, it seems men don’t have tidy minds; it just doesn’t occur to them if they have a cup of tea upstairs to bring the cup down with them! I’m not suggesting for one moment that I’m easy to live with; I know I have irritating habits and I’m sure I am getting just a little bit naggy much to my disgust. For those of you wondering about Rufus the rabbit, he has been quite unwell from the day we got him and despite £42 at the vets he still sadly doesn’t seem right. The way we both fuss over this rabbit, God knows what we will be like with kids! Anyway tonight I met the girls for a curry and he had his mate over to start building a run for the rabbit and to have a few beers. The evening highlighted how much peoples circumstances have changed, being that we first went to this particular curry house aged 16 and studying for our A Levels. One friend is heavily pregnant and we are all in steady relationships. Before we went to the curry house, we looked through all the baby things she has bought in preparation; I of course fell in love with all the dinky shoes. Hey if I have a child I can buy twice as many shoes, ones for me and for her! We discussed how as teenagers we sort of set targets to get married, have children etc and as we got to the age, the target was pushed more into the future, partly our choice and partly a result of circumstances. Now we are nearer 30 than 20 it feels like we are getting older; we no longer look forward to our birthdays in the way we did as teenagers; desperate to reach the legal age to drink! I’m sure I have noticed some grey hairs coming and thankful it seems I am not alone. We checked each other for wrinkles as one friend said she had spent time looking for grey hair but had forgotten all about wrinkles! I always thought I would get rid of spots and then have some perfect skin time before the wrinkles arrived but no such luck, spots remain and wrinkles join them! As I passed one of the local pubs on the way home with dance music blaring out, memories of our teenage party days filled my head. I think I’m currently somewhere between a hedonistic teenager and a mother; teetering on the edge, not sure which way I want to go. I want what the future holds but part of me wants to hold on to my youth.