Last night I went to the cinema after having my son for a few hours. But I didn't go alone, I took my sister. Since she moved out of our mums I've seen her only twice as a normal visit. We went to see 12 Years A Slave and knew it was going to be an uncomfortable watch.
Now that she's married, this may be the best way to see her when her new husband is working. I don't want to lose our semi closeness.
I know only too well how moving out can stop everyone from bothering to visit or stay in touch.
After seeing my aunt, gran, step children and sister over the past week and a half, I realise I should congratulate myself on being 'the visitor'. I will be mentioned in the short lists of people who do visit when the inevitable realisations occur for the stated people who live alone.
No sooner had I done the calculations that made me realise my large overtime additional cash flow was set to cease come February, did it get said to me that there is overtime available should I want it. It took all of three minutes to switch my mind out of 'what am I going to do when I leave' to 'what's the latest I can leave'.
That too deserves self congratulation.
I'm starting to learn the way I work in my head and benefit from that knowledge.
Tonight also, I'm doing the PPS teams 3rd investigation of 2014 at a rugby club. I am still trying to put the team ahead of film watching this year. So far so good. 2014 is great so far. There's a spring in my step even though I turn 40 this year. It's others dying that I worry about. I'm at that point in my life.
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