has it really been eight months?!

Hello again.

I'm a bit pants at this blog, aren't I?  I keep meaning to update, then I read all your posts and I decide that I don't have anything interesting to say and I wander off again.

I have something to tell you now, though.  S and I got engaged last month!

I am ridiculously happy.  I still look down at my (lovely, lovely) engagement ring (solitaire diamond on a rose gold band) and I can't quite believe it's really my hand.

We are getting hitched next June.  I honestly never thought I would be this happy :-)

dipping a toe

Hello!

I've been away for a while - I thought it was just a few months but turns out it was over a year.  Not sure where that time went.

How are you all?  I am trying to catch up with everyone but I think I neglected my blog for so long that links have broken or people have moved addresses.  If you are out there and still reading please drop in and say hello.  I have tea and cake...

Not a huge amount has happened in the past 15 months.  I've travelled a little (New Orleans, Philadelphia, Crete, various parts of England); been ill and recovered (long story involving breast lumps and surgeries); read a lot of books (major crime fiction kick while recovering from surgery) and lost a few members of my family (two uncles, one aunt).

S and I are still together, which is very lovely.  And I traded in my old car for a lovely shiny new one in October.

So that's me, dipping a toe back into bloggy waters :-)

#Microblog Mondays: reclaiming

I need to reclaim my blog and this seems like a good way to start...
Bullet points for the past couple of months:

• I'm still grieving deeply for my beloved little cat
• S and I got back together, after a lot of long conversations and compromise
• Friends had babies, other friends are now pregnant
• I started to peer into the abyss of depression so took myself off to the doctor and am now taking anti-depressants
• But feeling hopeful that they will work soon

tea and ice cream

Thank you for your supportive comments on my last two posts.

My week has mainly been fuelled by endless cups of tea at work and falling face-first into tubs of ice cream at home. But last night I went to a concert and had a wonderful evening and today I feel much more positive about things.

I still have no idea what happened or what S was thinking, but I can either fret about it endlessly (my usual MO) or I can just accept that I may never know and move on.  I chose the latter!

Still - breaking up IS hard to do...

alone

This break up with S is the first bad sad thing I have had to face without my darling little cat to comfort me in twenty years.
I don't know how to process this.

and again

So S and I broke up again this evening. He says he's not in love with me any more, while he is still very fond of me.
We've agreed to stay friends.
Well this sucks...

Mouse

6th June 1994 - 1st May 2014.
R.I.P my darling little girl-cat xxxxx