Another weekend has ended, and the monotonous depressing grey of Monday has arrived. Great.
Work this week is going to be busy, as usual, with meetings, endless typing and a lot of boring and irrelevant talking. I suppose that’s normal but I wish something different would happen. Anything.
I might have to change the brand of my tea bag for excitement. Whoa there, let’s not get drastic!
Anyway, at least the weekend was enjoyable. Sunday was the usual, a bit of tidying here, a bit of lounging there. Saturday however was different.
On Saturday, I went out on a ‘Daddy / Daughter Day’. Nowhere exciting mind, just out to look around the shops in nearby Chelmsford. Now this may not sound like an adventure, but I’ve only before taken her out on my own to the local town for a couple of hours. Where we live it is not possible to take her out on my own too often, so we usually always go out as a family.
A taxi and train ride was completed successfully. A wander round the shops (on Daddy time and not to the march of Mummy!) was pleasant. Lunch in Burger King was enjoyable (no burgers were consumed, neigh!). It was just a nice change, you know?
The darling child did not play up or try to run away, which is always a fear when single parenting, and the day was very nice. Spent too much money though. Her fault.
This only emphasises to me the need to get back to living in a town. The countryside is nice and quiet, but the lure and accessibility of a town centre can not be ignored. I’m a city boy really, I miss it.
Two options; move or learn to drive. Both expensive and both take time. I want to do both but it’s just not possible.
It is true, which you don’t realise at first, that children do change your life in more ways than you could ever imagine. I didn’t realise that the kids would make me want to move back into a town.
If only I could change things….
- The Funny Things That Daddies Do (ramblingrickblog.wordpress.com)
- Do you know who I am? I am a daddy! (ofsol.wordpress.com)
- Daddy’s girl (slouchingtowardsthatcham.com)