Girl Friday

Another Friday.

Following the break-up with ‘Him’ I began to ‘not like’ Fridays very much. It meant the weekend was almost upon us and while most of us live for this I started to find them to be lonely days. Most of my friends are married or have partners so it can be quite difficult trying to arrange something and my only real ’single’ friend works every other Saturday.

I’m afraid this is one of these weekends.

I don’t think I can face another shopping mall.
And the weather here has been so lousy you can’t even rely on a bit of sunshine to cheer you up.

Everything seems very grey.

A Very Merry Unbirthday

6th of June 1982.
The day Veronica came into the world.
I am twenty six today. Jesus!
I hadn’t planned on blogging this, but like I said earlier it feels like a kind of therapy for me.
I am writing this at work.

When I left the house this morning no birthday cards had arrived.
I am hoping the postman is late today and that there will be something there for me tonight.
I normally take a day’s holiday on my birthday. I think everyone should have a holiday on their birthday.
Anyway, I couldn’t face the day on my own so I have opted for the office this year.
I am going out with friends tonight, which will be nice, but I’m feeling a little blue at the moment.
And twenty six sounds kind of old to me.

I know I need to forget ‘Him’, get back on my bike and into the world of the living, and I have promised to myself to make the effort this evening.
I’m going to put on my favourite black and white dress, some sexy undies and shoes with high heels. Maybe not stockings yet, not ready to go the whole hog.
So if you see some six foot, dark-haired stunner in Glasgow city centre tonight please say ‘Hello’.
‘Stunner’ ?
That’s a laugh.

So Not Over Him

Listened to Simply Red in the car on my way home from work last night.
There’s a song on it called ‘So Not Over You’.
Hadn’t really ever listened to the lyrics before.

Don’t know why I still slept on my side of the bed
The emptiness when you were gone kept ringing in my head
Told myself I really had to move along now
Stop regretting all the things I left unsaid, yeah yeah

So I tore up your letters
Took your picture off my wall
I deleted your number, it was too hard not to call
Felt a little better, told myself I’d be fine
Got to live for the good times up ahead, yeah yeah

‘Cos everywhere I go
There’s a love song that reminds me of you
And even though I knew I had to be strong
I was still not over you
‘Cos I still believe and I could see how there’s nothing left of you and me
That time is over
‘Cos I’m so not over you

I cried.