Monday, February 18, 2019

Multiple Choice Anxiety....


      It's Valentine's Day and I'm cardless again - not that I expected anything really. And I did make sure that Big Grandson had something to give his Mum, a card and a little presie, but I'm sure she will have had plenty of love tokens from the new bloke, who is very good at that kind of thing,
      I've had someone looking at my house again today, and it just made me feel worse. She was a busy woman, full of energy and undoubtedly looking for a bargain! I felt like saying that I didn't put heart and soul into doing this house to just  sell it off cheaply - I  didn't say it, but if she wants a bargain there are plenty of crap houses out there that need a lot of money spending on them to bring them up to this standard. So there.
     Anyway, the encounter has left me feeling like running off into the sunset (or at least as far as Barcelona), and I think I've got to get out into the sun while it lasts. I'll finish this later when I hope
I'll be in a better frame of mind.
     Well, I was in a bad mood, and just as well that I didn't hang around to depress everyone else. I'm feeling a lot better, it's sunny again, and I had a lovely lot of celebrations for my Birthday last week.
Last Sunday I had a champagne tea, courtesy of my friend Mary in Eastbourne, and Saturday was my Birthday lunch at Cote in Brighton, which was lovely too. So I shouldn't really be feeling as adrift
as I do. Perhaps because it was a "big birthday" it's inevitable. It takes a while to settle into one's new age and just get on with life. In my case, I really must jog on with the Memoir; leaving it unloved and unfinished is not an option. It's all part of general moving on, in life and in location. I'm faced with multiple choice anxiety and, where I  have always been a decisive person with a firm set of choices in place, this time I have far too much to consider. If only I knew what I really want to do and where I  really want to go. Simple? If only...

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