There was a time when our social life was so busy; we just didn't seem to stop. Always something on the go somewhere – a dinner party here, a luncheon there! Make a salad for this braai (BBQ) and please think of something original, like biltong and strawberries, not your normal old Greek! Tickets to a concert, or a charity function. Birthday parties, Rugby parties and any old excuse parties.
Suddenly I don't feel like all this action. I am quite happy just to stay at home with my feet up! Read a magazine or work on my laptop. Just sit around and watch something arbitory on telly. Have a cup of coffee and dunk a rusk. P still enjoys the rushing around – I don't know where he gets his energy from! I like to think I'm just tired from a busy time at work, but if the truth was known it's probably a sign of the age-old times! UGH! Don't get me wrong, I still enjoy a good party and I love a glass of wine with my friends, but honestly, it's enough already!
Late nights catch me in the morning. The alarm goes off and bleary eyed I press the snooze button. Just 5 more minutes, until eventually I have to jump up and make a dash for the shower, pushing myself to get done as quickly as I can so that I don't run too late. I can't wait for the day to end so that I can get home and have an early night. And it then it starts all over again – mac 'n cheese with friends, pizza night on Tuesdays, drinks on Friday, rugby on Saturday – oh boy! No peace for the wicked. Guess I need a good tonic and a Red Bull – maybe that's what it is – I need wings!