Forever and a Day...A Day Anyway

Forever and a day…A Day Anyway
Here I am batching again.  My goal is to have you feel sorry for me.  I know I am up against it as it is only one night.  The last time this happened I was telling someone about it, and they said they were all set to feel sorry for me until I said it was only one night.  From then on it was like “suck it up sunshine.”  So I know the approach I took does not work. 
Merril is out seeing her mum.  She got a call yesterday.  I would say secret women’s business except it is not.  Her mum is looking at downsizing.  Not as in going from a size 22 to a size 18. (I am trying to talk the talk here.  She is none of those sizes).  It seems so many ladies keep dress sizes they fitted into when they were 20, in the hope there will come  a time when they will fit into them in later life.
It seems ladies have more of an issue with that than guys.  Sure, I would like to have rippling muscles and cause hearts to flutter when I appear, but that is not the case.  I am what I am.  I am loved this way.  I may have aspirations to be different, but it is not a case of being loved when I am a certain way, but being loved as I am.  Maybe I will be different but that is just a part of the journey and not the reason for love. (Just as well really as I fail miserably in the “tall, dark and handsome” stakes.)  I am what I am, and others are what they are.
But I digress.  Here I am having to hunt and gather.  Then after a hard days work I need to cook and tidy up as well!  (The microwave may get a flogging). I may have more than enough in the fridge and pantry and take away joints may be close at hand.  I also may just be able to phone in a feed. 
But is that enough?  Do I really not need to sit at the end of the driveway howling?  Actually I probably don’t need to sit at the end of the driveway howling.  Hmmm it is more likely “blessed is me” rather than “woe is me.”   I will always miss her when she is not here but in the meantime I am pretty comfortable really.
I have things to do, places to go and people to see today.  I think I will be gainfully employed for the day and a bit while Merril is at her mum’s.  But don’t tell Merril that.  I miss her already and will be glad for her return.