thoughts in the rain
15. Jul, 2017
Spoilt for choice
Saturday rolls around, yet again. Another weekend of choices. Some good, some bad and some totally boring.
I could ramble on about the latest book I am reading, 'The Essex Serpent', a strange read, really difficult to get in to, but after three chapters, I just had to go on reading and I am glad that I am doing so.
Perhaps say how I would love to live in a more countryside setting without the constant roar of non-stop traffic, roaring motorbikes and sirens but would need support to do so as I am delicate in health and in the retirement years of my life. Being currently single does have amazing benefits in that I can please myself what I do with my time, but at times, it would be helpful to have someone to chat to who actually has something in common with me, understands what I am saying without me having to try and find simple ways to express myself; rather a rarity I think. I do realise I am mostly an introvert and I have noticed that the older I get, the more it is pronounced.
I could always join a dating site, but being a realist, I cannot see that I am a desirable package as most men are looking for someone who will enjoy an active lifestyle, cook like a dream and often be on the verge of being a domestic goddess. In my case, nothing could be further than the truth. I cannot honestly say I have any desire to be married again, but as we say here, ‘Never say never again. I do not dream of exotic holidays but rather of cosy nights, watching a good crime drama cuddled up in bed with my dog, then diving back into the pages of the latest book. Not exactly scintillating, is it?
In fact I have now decided that I will raid the freezers and see if there is something that can be rustle up in a few minutes that will be edible and with a lot of luck, actually be tasty.
It looks like my Saturday is not going anywhere exciting. Please feel free to yawn.