Having persevered throughout January and the first week of February I have abandoned the 365 questions. I think the idea is a great one, but these questions are really too dull. Maybe I should try to come up with a better set for next year, but if anyone sees me start with this same set next January 1st please, just shoot me (or the virtual version of it).
What is the largest TV screen in your house?
Name a person you wish you didn’t have to deal with today
My mum. As seems often the case I haven’t quite come up to expectations today. I have mislaid a cheque I was meant to have put into the bank for her and tomorrow I will have to deal with that problem. Today, I had to deal with her.
I am pretty healthy thanks. No serious illnesses and minimal aches and pains. Perhaps 8 out of 10
My favourite colour is…………
What’s the last thing you apologised for?
Master is bored with these questions, but I plan to push on. What’s more, when we discussed this question he suggested that I don’t apologise for anything since I am never wrong. This is not true and of course he knows it.
The last time I apologised though was not to him, but via email at work. I should have sent an agenda and papers out last Monday for a meeting which I will be chairing this coming Monday. However, I have been so busy and have barely been in the office, so didn’t send them till yesterday. I apologised for their late arrival. For most people it won’t matter since they don’t even read the papers before they actually arrive. I feel no particular guilt.
The most expensive bill I paid last month was…….
My credit card bill. December is an expensive month what with Christmas presents, food and all the trimmings.
I still have some to pay, plus this month I have my son’s birthday. Hopefully though, March will be better.
What is your favourite piece of art you own?
This is a small part of my glasses and other nicknack cabinet. The cat also serves as a candle holder and was bought for me by a patient when I left my last job as a frontline nurse. The glasses behind are locally made and were a wedding present from a neighbour I had known my whole life when I married. The mug was from my ex husbands grandma (will also be claimed I expect) from the silver jubilee of 1935. The bottle behind a gin bottle from Amsterdam.
It is the place I lived during my marriage and where I brought up my son. It is a place where I have been happy, really happy. True, there has been sadness here, but to be fair the happiness has outweighed the pain and the tears.
We moved to the house when my son was a baby, just 3 months old. He sat for the first time, he laughed and he cried. He walked his first steps, climbed his first stairs. We nurtured him and he grew to be a lovely little, then bigger boy.
When my ex betrayed me, I took refuge in this place. I retreated into a solitary life at times, just me and him. Later his father returned and we were happy after a while.
There have been birthdays, family events, barbecues, parties.
There have been arguments and there have been tears. Too many. The relationship with my ex falling apart, the challenges of living with a growing teenager struggling to find his way in the world.
More recently Master and I have enjoyed some great days and nights here. Kinky fun, kinky and straight sex. I have submitted, I have dressed up for him. I have cooked meals and we have enjoyed great wine with them. We have laughed together.
Sometimes when I sit here alone I can see and hear almost 26 years of my life in little bite size chunks. Happy and sad.
This house has been a home to us and is is still my home. It will remain so until I take my things and try to make another place my home. I suspect it will take a while.