Familiar faces

We had a Book Group Christmas get together on Monday evening and it was a really good evening and oddly comforting, in a way I didn't expect.  One of the joys of the evening was spending time in the company of familiar friendly faces, which made me realise that I had been missing that aspect of daily life in the routine of journey, work, journey, B husband and children.  I miss my friends.   Which makes my existence over these 3 weeks or so sound a bit miserable, which it hasn't; just a bit intense I suppose.  But that's inevitable and is why I wish, I wish I could fast-forward 3 months or so when everything and everyone is more familiar.    Not that I want them to be my friends, at least I don't expect that to happen. 

Some other random realisations in no particular order:-

• As a Solicitor and mother/woman in her forties, I am no longer part of the 'young' crowd at work;
• Staff Christmas parties are therefore to be endured rather than enjoyed;
• My age shows in my degree of sartorial formality;
• I may have fussed a bit too much about the clothes before I started;
• Apart from the gnawing insecurity, (whisper it) I think I am enjoying the challenge;
• Marks & Spencer, Moorgate is offering joints of Lamb & Beef half-price (and BM loves a bargain)  
• I need a cleaner/wife

So back to book group - well, we are evolving, but then that's life I suppose, nothing stands still - it's either going backwards or forwards and I know which one I want.

More thoughts from the frontline to follow.