Well, there was a cough just now, so I won't get long to write this as I am. However, I can say that my evening has so far been a pleasant one. I was not anticipating it to be so. Tilly went out for the evening to go to singhing practice at church, and for the first time I was not giving her a lift so she set out earlier than normal and, just for a change, I was to look after both children.
|Huh, this is the actual collar.|
Following that I did little work at work. Strangely I was somewhat demotivated. Not terribly, just enough to think "what is the point". You know the drill. However, with new iPads at work I simply reached for Temple Run and indulged a little in mindless game playing. There is oddly little worry at the moment, the day was... fuzzy. And getting the children to bed went mercifully well, in spite of rather than because of my actions. Now I'm just luxuriating in clothing that feels like mine. I must say, unexpectedly, the collar feels as right as does the dress and the boots.
Listening to this (thanks to Dee Mentia) helps:
Make of this what you will. The collar is off now, I'm dressed for bed, no marks (except from the bra, I bought it back when I'd split from Toby - it was deliberately a bit tight). I am in null zone now that I'm not dressed. Not disappointment just... nothing. I'm not even planning tomorrow, which is my usual fall back position. I may have that beer. I don't know. Next week I plan to start back on the Haven and on commenting on other blogs again. I miss the community feel that brings. Not in a bad way, just I notice the absence of it.
Like the collar. Am strangely feeling its absence more than I felt it on. Unexpected.