so friday night after a full three days deminging the house a row with the mad cat woman about the attitude with dinner done and still no mister a i was just about ready to carve off his bollocks and make myself new earings. and then there he was. stepping out of the car his two eldest daughters in tow and somehow nothing mattered. he was here a vision of lovelyness and i looked like a train wreck in tracksuit bottoms with strangly coloured hair. i hadn't seen the girls in over a year and they hadn't changed just got bigger . it had crossed my mind that because he had them to think about that we wouldn't be as close but it didn't matter.Funny how a hug a gentle hug because numpty mister a had bruised his ribs falling down a wet hill makes everything seem alright. or maybe i'm easily pleased. sleeping arrangements were discussed and sorted only because i'm clever and had thought of every angle. leave it to a bloke and you'd end up sleeping in the bath .
dinner was eaten around the kitchen table something never done in this house. mister a and i sat next to each other arms touching the whole time while everyone talked and joked and laughed. domestic bliss reigned in pants palace that night . that and alot of yo yoing. seems that everyone had a yo yo apart from yours truely . fluffy had to stand on a seat to get his to work because he is small. the others well it's a wonder i have any plates ect left. two over active teenage girls a fluffy nine yr old and mister a all with yo yo's in my kitchen the damn things flying everywhere. it was one of those times when beruit would have been quieter to be only because two of the damn things had lights and sounded like aircraft coming into land. finally at midnight kids were upstairs and we or rather he had the task of blowing up blow up bed with loud pump. thank god the kitchen still has it's door .
anyway at the risk of sounding boring we spent the rest of the night together talking laughing just us in our own little bubble.we tried watching a film but the same thing happened as it always does we saw the begining credits and the end credits the film got completely missed.
and that was the way it was the whole of the time he was here. the daytime we did things with the kids shopping went to see a film one night and bowling the next. when the kids were asleep it was just us. we would walk around town hand in hand, cuddle as we made tea washed up shouted at the kids, he fed me popcorn in the cinema and held me all night .
thanks to mister a my washing machine doesn't smell quite so bad because he took it apart and cleaned the pipes and the filter. my radiators have been sorted so they don't talk when you turn the heating on and my carpet in the front room has been put back together again.
thanks to mister a my smile is a little wider my heart is a little fuller than it as before and for the past three days and nights i have belonged somewhere to someone. someone who i can laugh with take the piss out of and believe me i did. someone who holds me as i make coffee who cooks with me and washes up. someone who knows me and who tells me that i am like his best friend but with benefits because his best mate is a bloke. and someone who although he doesnt say it because right now he can't misses me and cares about me maybe not in the way i do but i know that he does and that right now is good enough for me.
so to who ever is reading this and thinking what a load of old bollocks . no it's not bollocks it's my life and i will live it every treasured moment.
until next time the pants have left the building.
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