Try Not to Worry About It

Seriously? Is worry something you can try not to do? Really? I certainly have a lot to worry about – since my husband left I know that we probably can’t continue to run our business together, I’ll probably have to sell the house, and there will be less money around during my retirement than I’d…

Safe as Houses

Last night I heard a noise – a noise that shouldn’t have been there. A single footstep, upstairs. I don’t scare easy, and once I’d been upstairs and checked, I decided it was probably just a strange effect of the wind outside, or maybe a radiator expanding or contracting. I don’t feel lonely, and generally…

A Certain Age

How old are you? And do you tell people? Time was, a woman simply wasn’t expected to admit to her age. Admit. An interesting choice of word – we also admit to mistakes and we admit to being wrong. Are we expected to feel guilty for getting older every year? It was like that for…

One year on – what I've learnt

That was a quick year. It will be one year ago tomorrow since my husband told me he was leaving. Was that the end of something? Or the beginning? It felt like the end, to begin with. There was the initial shock of course, but then the realisation that I wasn’t really surprised. It had…

So That was Christmas

The first Christmas since my husband left. I wondered how I’d feel about it all, and it turns out it was OK. But still, I’m pleased it’s over with. I really didn’t know how I’d feel about Christmas without him. He’d never particularly enjoyed Christmas himself. I spent it with my parents. They’d booked us…

So This is Christmas

I have mixed feelings. I don’t believe in God, so why do I even do it? I don’t like the commercialisation, the pressure it puts on people to spend more than they really want to. I don’t like the other pressures – the ones it puts on relationships. More people break up over Christmas than…

What are you doing for Christmas?

This year I’ll be spending the day with my parents, which will be quiet but pleasant. But is being on your own for Christmas as bad as the media would have us believe? I really don’t know – but until I got the invite, I thought I probably would be on my own, and I…

Making the most of it

The weather outside was frightful. Well, the day before yesterday it was – the rain was horizontal, blowing past the staff room window when I had my break in the afternoon. Truly foul. No redeeming features whatsoever. Yesterday was a day off – and it was dry and bright. A beautiful winter’s day. You can’t…

Sofa-snoozing

I seem to get my best sleep on the sofa while I’m watching a TV programme that I really want to watch. Why is that? Why is it that I can fall asleep sitting on the sofa, with the TV on, the lights on, and sometimes a mug of tea in my hand – but…

Don’t be that person

Sometimes, things go wrong. We don’t get what we wanted. There’s a cock up. Sometimes it’s someone’s fault. Sometimes it really isn’t. So, what can you do about it? Let me tell you what not to do about it. Don’t be a dick. Don’t shout or scream or swear at the person who happens to…

Eight hours for fun

You’ll have heard the advert – Lucky lucky lucky me I’m a lucky son of a gun I work 8 hours, I sleep 8 hours That leaves 8 hours for fun It’s wormed its way into my ear – although I can’t remember what it’s advertising. In my case, I work 5 hours, I sleep…