17/09/13

an interesting weekend.
sort of.

on both friday and saturday, mk1 was out socialising while i was back to my old babysitting duties.
having done this parenting duty for 14 solid years, i thought i had done my fair share, but no, clearly mk1 now has the main priority when it comes to the dibs on the weekend.
where did i go wrong on that score?

more interesting was that the fact that after many months of dating, mk1 and his gf decided it was time that myself and mk2 met up with the rest of gfs’ family (including aunts/uncle and one grandparent). so, the time and location was organised and the deal was done. i can’t deny i was a little nervous.
i still find such social situations quite hard work.
not having my partner in life by my side still makes me anxious when i am beyond the limits of my comfort zone.
however, i need not have worried.
they are a warm, fun,chatty crowd.
throughout the evening there was not a single minute of awkward silence. in fact, it was quite the opposite.
at any one time there were several threads of conversation going on around the table, making it quite tricky as an outsider to keep up. gf has a younger brother, with whom mk2 bonded with easily, and i got to catch up with the parents.
it was wonderful to see a whole gang in tune with one another, with their shared experiences, and family jokes.
all in all a lovely evening out, despite feeling weird about seeing mk1 being so at ease, and happy, within the arms of another family.

monday was chores and catch up tv day, and today was supposed to be back in the office.

unfortunately though, mk2 has got the dreaded ‘back to school’ lurgy, so has spent the morning crashed out on the sofa, but is now doing another of his 11+ practise papers for a big day that’s just around the corner.

one side point about today.

due to the lurgy i nipped out to the chemist to get the necessary extras to help mk2 cope.
while i was waiting to pay, a quiet elderly gentlemen spoke to one of the assistants re handing back some materials.
the assistant asked the nature of what was in his bag : ‘morphine’. then i saw the look in his eyes, the sheer exhaustion in his body language,

i know that story.

m.e

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