Clarity

I resigned from the leisure club that I have been a member of since stopping smoking a year-and-a-half or so ago last night. I called them to find out how to resign and spoke to an irritating half-wit on their Reception which prompted me to print the letter, pop the membership and locker cards in an envelope and hop on Jackdaw to run the whole lot the mile or so down the road to save the cost of a stamp. Ate spaghetti from the stash in the back of the cupboard for supper too, so no cost there. Cancelled the £40 monthly direct debit too.

I felt that was quite significant. It’s the first of a bunch of decisions taken literally in the last few days. The others have to do with not putting off things that I want to do. If I want to visit a relative, I should arrange it. If I want to see a film, I should book it. In the wise words of Gwen Stefani, “What you waiting for?! Take a chance you stupid ho!” There are reasons why I have got into the habit of being timid and procrastinating, but they are all being addressed now.

So far because of this crisis a trip to Prague is being planned, two cinema visits, a girls' pajama party, a mystery bike ride, a fantastic plan for the upcoming village bonfire and fireworks this Saturday and a visit to my second-oldest schoolfriend and her new partner. Much, much more is in the pipeline!