The show is over and the other challenges that I have been ignoring are finally raising their heads and demanding attention. I find myself particularly melancholy as I anticipate taking a lonely path. It's one I have to take to be true to myself, but no one promised it would be easy, and I'm really sad at the moment. Mostly I'm happy with my life but many things are uncertain at the moment and I'm feeling a little insecure. It's at times like these that I miss having a partner the most. But that isn't the life I've chosen.
Following a computer malfunction yesterday that meant I got almost no work done, I've spent my Saturday at work catching up on some urgent things. However, tonight, I've enjoyed the company of an extremely handsome, cute, endearing young man. It's been Tyler and grandma time while daddy went out. We played in the wading pool, had pizza for tea and watched Christmas movies. I have a Santa with dangly legs that has been adopted by Tyler and spent it's time on his toy pony to shouts of oh, oh, oh (we haven't learned to say ho, ho , ho yet)
We bought a tree today. I tried so hard to find a real tree to remind him of his childhood, but as no one would deliver we bought the best artificial tree I could afford; and it is a magnificent thing of beauty. It took nearly 5 hours to assemble and decorate which says something about my commitment to Christmas and my love for him. This year I was influenced by the presence of grandchildren and also bought a train that winds it way around the bottom of the tree playing carols and making chugging noises. It's a huge success.