I start my new job on Monday - and have a first aid course on Sunday - it kind of worries me that for the next..4 years, I'm literally not going to get a break, but at the same time I'm OK with it because I've spent the last 3 years doing whatever I wanted to do.
Also, I was doing something thinking yesterday. I think I'm getting to be OK with the whole Mr.G thing, because I had the...honeymoon bliss that most couples don't get for years. We had our flat, and we had weekends off, and we ate breakfast in bed and showered together often and etc etc etc. There was no reason for us to be living in different places, so there was no waiting to see each other. We were both there the majority of the time (when we weren't working...) and in that respect I'm kind of happy to be single, I don't wait up until 4am to make sure he gets home OK, and I don't worry about anyone elses mess.- Don't take it to be coldhearted, I'm just trying to find the good parts in what happened...and now I feel like I can be happy by myself, because I don't feel the need to strive to be in a relationship long enough to move in with someone, and eat breakfast with them, and shower with them, and get into the same bed every night. Because for the mean-time I've been there, and done that, and it was good.
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