I know you’ve been worried.
Images of me being taken to the abattoir probably have been running through your mind.
Maybe I’d been put out to pasture and was now spending my days eating hay?
You’ve been coming to this page, every day, refreshing every five minutes in the vain hope that a post from me will pop up, haven’t you. (ok, I know you haven’t, even a cow can read stats y’know)
But the truth is, I’ve been busy. Work has exploded with, well, work like stuff. I have moved house, settled in started to get on with life.
And I had an epiphany.
People don’t have epiphanies anymore. They realise. They understand. They come to the conclusion.
Me? I had a full blown, lights, music and angels epiphany.
It was a Friday night. I was, as is my wont nowadays, sitting on the sofa having just finished watching Strictly. I decided to text N. Something inane, something random. I got a reply “am pissed. oh shit. trouble. kasdkjakjf”.
It was 10 o’clock.
And then it struck me. I don’t need this man. I don’t need his shit. Hoorah.
And I don’t.
Don’t get me wrong – I have nothing against people getting drunk. Hell, it’s been known that a drink or two has passed my lips once in a while (shocking, I know). But just getting that text reminded me of the bad things about going out with N. And I realised that, although I don’t neccessarily need something *better*, I need something *different*.
And so here I am, content. Busy at work but content.
Plus I have a crush.
But that’s for another time.
And about time too.
Now all we need is some more answers.
Dude, a proper full on crushing type crush? Someone you met while touring your nutty butt around conferences?
Aren’t ex revelations brilliant? You so over hiiiim girlfriend
Crush?? Tell all. I have several crushes.
I’ve been wondering. I scroll through my Google Reader and still no word. Well, I’m glad it’s good news and not a trip to the asylum.
That’s a very important realization to have. Congratulations.
welcome back! Loving the epiphany chat, although it reminds me of james joyce every time i read that word. Good for you! But do tell us more about the crush…
Epiphanies are the moments of clarity that define our lives. Well done you for reaching one – and how exciting now a new path is open to you!
Now about this crush…come on…tell all….
The last time I had an epiphany it cost me £1,600 in flights. You want to be careful with those. Glad you’re good.x
A crush? Do tell……..Hm. I’m waiting……
I love Mea Culpa. I’ve seen all her films.
A crush? I am so excited for you!
Crush? It can’t be a politician so I’m guessing a fit policeman.
A crush always helps!!!
Good epiphany. Next step: write that number down somewhere (incase something important arises), then delete it off the phone, so you can move away from the inane texts. That’s my overbearing tip.
Hello
I’ve been out of the loop, too, but it’s good to find you’ve find your way back to the blogosphere as well.
You’re damned right you don’t need him.
And glad about the crush, they’re always fun.
Wishing you much light
Livvy
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