Wonderful night sleep last night. No idea why I get nights like the previous one, but I do far too often, and it always wipes me out for a long time. When I was young, never had any problem sleeping, and did so in some very strange places.
And, of course, back then would sleep solidly - no need for night=time loo visits!!!
But, of course, older age has so much to recompense it - okay, more difficult sleeping, but then have so much less to do with my days and can have a lovely doze in my gorgeous recliner chair as I need. My body does not work perfectly any more - but, I have the time to just go along with anything it requires.
Looking back at my life, I can say with all honesty, that I am probably more relaxed and content than at any other time.
I had a wonderful childhood, but there was, of course,normal childhood and then teenage angst, enjoyed my later teens, but cannot say it was a 'relaxed' time. Wonderful few years with my small babies and children, but blighted by continual, and serious financial worries. By my late thirties I was seriously ill, and my forties are a period that I lost entirely. My fifties were a recovery time, and sorting out my life - hubbie left (after first shock, found that it was much better for me. Children all leaving home and still financial concerns.
Took me a very long time really to recover from the death of my youngest, and that blighted my sixties, apart from that it was a good decade, I moved house, and started work at the hospital. However, my ex-husband was always an unknown entity during this time, as I had (very stupidly) given him 50% ownership of my house. Much of the time he was fine, then, out of the blue, he would get very beligerant and I never felt totally secure there. My seventies were pretty good, but his absent presence loomed large at time.
Now, in a flat which is entirely and completely ONLY in my name, (he does not know my address or telephone no,), I have no responsibilities for, or to anyone else. No commitments - this is the reason I will not take on any charity work these days. Once I have done all that I wish to do to the flat, I can live off my state pension (and pension credit). Life is really very good. AND.......I really do plant at least a further 8 - 10 years (hopefully) like this.
So, my life summed up. My youngest daughter (whowas supposed to visiting during May Bank Holiday week), has just let me know she and her two girls will be visiting here for weekend at end of month. I am pleased that she has done this of her own volition, following our meet up last weekend in Southampton park. She is the one I have always had the most difficult relationship with - and, I take this that at last (at age of 45 yrs), she is becoming more mature. Think this has less to do with me and more to do with the fact that she is so much happier and content now she is settled in Eastbourne and out of Norther Ireland.
My eldest daughter is going to Devon at end of month for a week with her cousin (who is like a another sister to her), and it has been arranged for my daughter In WsM to take me down to visit them for one day there. And, she is coming to stay with me over the August bank holiday weekend.
That daughter will be celebrating her 50th in October, She has now arranged for a weekend at a Spa Hotel for herself, her sisters, her sister in law, her cousin and four friends. Sounds good. Quite strangely, her sister-in-law asked if brother could also attend. Now my is a wonderful man, gentle and caring, but with some very strong autistic behavior. Cannot imagine anything he would like less than a Spa weekend, particularly surrounded by his wife, his four sisters, plus