A friend with whom I had arranged weeks and weeks ago to go to London to see the Pre-Raphaelite Sisterhood exhibition tomorrow, has pulled out as she feels she has too much on.
I tried to keep a sympathetic look on my face, but inside I was heaving a sigh of relief! A day at home at last! (Out of the last 14 days I have been away from home either overnight or for the day, for 8 of them, Hattie popping in and out of kennels like a yo-yo. )
Does anybody else enjoy planning, enjoy the anticipation , the feeling that you are “keeping busy” and then the relief of not having to carry it through -but without the guilt of being the one to chicken out?
Don’t get me wrong, I would hate to be in the opposite situation and after years of having stay close to (or at) home because of Paw I vowed to say Yes to all invitations and suggestions from family and friends.and while I understand how many others feel, but - East West, sometimes home’s best!
Mind you, I might go to the Stubbs exhibition at MK gallery now I am free.........
Do you still wear you original wedding and engagement ring