Sunday, March 25, 2012

Pang Evolution

Woha. Tonight is very interesting because it is Sunday, and I am staying home alone voluntarily to have a quiet night in. I knew I was stressed, i know that next week is going to be rough and rocky but perhaps not as bad as last week. This being Sunday is the day when I get that point.

Since my man went off to have drinks with his friends, I am happy to be in quietness, eating salad!, knitting, good stuff. And this is when I am feeling a burst, a splash, a PANG of stress growing in me ho hum. I wanted you guys to know.

Normally my week-ends are filled with excitement, love, food, great company and a bit of resting. Normally there is something special that I do. Dinner or drinks with friends, a new restaurant, sometimes a foray out of town. Normally there is a lot of drinking involved in my week-ends.

This week-end, there was a lot of good stuff too. But I kept it very tempered. I made a chilli and took it to the boys to eat. It was yummmy with 3 m's, and I had more to drink that I would expect (I should know better with these boys). The boys loved it too and our friend had some leftover for lunch tomorrow. The boys are my man and his best friend. I like to keep both happy if I can.

Beau got me a toothbrush for his flat and I joked that it meant that we are official now. Well it's almost four months folks. But we are solid and I love it. Today we walked about and looked at the shoppes. He found two lovely tops for me and even, one of them which is the nicest thing ever, he bought! AND we got some Polish donuts, Ponczki. As well as some Michalky chocolates. The name Michalky is a plural diminutive of his name. Therefor I have several small pieces of him with me. I could say that about him without the chocolates too.

Soon we are going on a well desired trip under the sun together. This should be lovely. So my life and this quiet week-end is not banal, even as I rest in the quiet and feel a pang.

I'll do my best, for the pang. I can see now how beautiful my life is. I can shatter pangs, I'm not afraid.

Amourx.

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