The other morning I had the great fortune to stumble across an entire, glorious two hours between tours for kids to squander away at will.
And so, I ventured forth on my own little date with myself. This is one of my FAVOURITE things to do in the world, namely because:
a) I am free to do whatever the heck I like without considering anybody; and
b) I am fabulous company.
It’s funny, because while I am technically an extrovert, I’m absolutely not one of those people who finds being alone uncomfortable, threatening or in any way negative. (Note to self: this is quite possibly a side-effect of having children. Was I like this pre-kids? Hmmm. Must investigate).
No, no! Being alone these days is such a complete luxury and just so damn hard to come by, that when it does I savour every last drop.
Is that a magazine? Oh my heavens, I might actually READ THAT. Give me four!
Coffee? Don’t mind if I do! Make mine a super-size double decaf with a shot of tranquiliser. No, no, nothing fancy, just whatever you’ve got on stand-by.
A new movie out? Hells to the yes! Don’t tell me what it is, for I don’t really care, so long as it involves frozen Coke and Maltesers.
So, there I was on my little self-indulgent conquest, when what should I stumble on but this complete and utter delight of a West End store: Nook.
Isn’t it just….cute? I ventured on it, proceeded to slobber all over the lovely polished floors and then asked whether I could take some photos for me ole blog! And so I set forth, feeling like quite the mother who’s finally been let out of the house artist extraordinaire…
Ah, I am so in love with sewing machines. In the same way that I’m in love with Edward Scissorhands. I think they’re so beautiful, yet have no idea what to do with them.
It even had its own resident cat. And while I’m not generally a fan (of cats that is, not residents), even I could acknowledge that this dude just added to the whole charm quotient.
In other words, my perfect date!
How ’bout you? Any other solo date lovers out there? Any fave/dream/ideas for outings?
[Cross-posted from Comic Mummy]