Some bright bits on a dim Sunday

So, today was largely spent wallowing. I'm allowed one day, right? I ate a whole pizza and an entire 100g slab of chocolate and moved very little. It was gluttonous, slothful and while you might be feeling a little envy, I currently feel bloated and nauseous. But it was good, oh yes it was!

I've been thinking about organising something new in my life to try, something to make me feel like I'm moving forward in some respect even if I don't in the ways I want to. I might try ballet. It would be money I really don't have and it couldn't be worse timing for that reason, but I love the idea of trying something completely new. Maybe it will give me a little grace and a little more confidence. Maybe I'll be good at it. And maybe, in some small way, I'll get to change the image of me being a little tomboy who never did anything but play imaginary games by herself because she didn't have any friends her own age to play with (because she was too damned precocious for her own good and only made friends with adults and much older children) and her mum couldn't afford the dance lessons she so desperately wanted to try.

Despite lots of wallowing and little moving, there were actually a few easy positives to spot today:

1. My lovely friend N. called and I'm going to get to meet her and her lovely baby the first weekend in June! I can't wait! I will get to spend the weekend in Oxford with her and her family and our mutual friend will be joining for one day, so I will get to meet her daughters too. If that's the first weekend I am unemployed, it will be a very welcome distraction indeed!

2. My lovely ex phoned me back for a proper chat. He is the one person in my life who always takes time to let me know he cares and that I am special to him. He also may be facing time in prison for assault and abduction so his problems helped put my problems in perspective a little.

3. I saw a stranger help an old lady on the side of the road who got a little stuck. She just seemed to need someone to pull her along a little to help her get moving again. He did it with such warmth and kindness I was nearly moved to tears on the 436.