The Spinster's Exploits

So – I wasn’t seeing my lover this weekend as he had other plans. And I knew I’d miss him, but I liked the idea of an indulgent weekend.

I had decided to go to my Friday tai chi – I’d missed quite a lot due firstly to a cold, then annoyingly, to the embarrassing hacking cough I’d been left with. I got to my gate, and it was frozen shut! I’d not noticed it being particularly frosty but obviously it had been. A jug of warm water soon solved that problem – and then I noticed my icy windscreen. When I notice Jack Frost has done his rounds, I leave early and defrost in plenty of time to get to my destination. As I’d not noticed, I decided that destiny or the Goddesses/Gods had decreed another duvet day, so happily acceded to the Universe’s wishes.

I had shopped the day before, so decided that today was a good day for leek and potato soup so spent some happy time making a batch. In between, I caught up with my news podcasts, my daily dose of online Scrabble and my Duolingo Welsh. And then my lovely cleaning ladies arrived and I sloped off with the latest Thursday Murder Club story.

It’s nice having a clean house, but I hate cleaning! I don’t have high standards, so a four-weekly vacuuming and dusting suits me perfectly. And disciplines me to have at least one tidy a month, although I of course sometimes resort to just shoving things into cupboards and drawers! And I have been known to hide a washing up bowl of dirty dishes in the side passage – but less than half a dozen times so far…

And then I decided to go and see Hamnet, so booked a ticket for the afternoon after a lovely chat with my lover. We booked for a celebration of the Chinese New Year in Swansea and decided to make a weekend of it, so off to the theatre as well. Should be fun. We’ve not been to a hotel together before.

Hamnet was amazing. I shared the back row with a bunch of sobbing 20-something women which was quite funny and an odd accompaniment to the sadness of the film. Don’t think I’ve ever heard such open sobbing in a sad film before. As I came out of the loo afterwards, I saw a bunch of red-eyed young women there so just grinned and said “Hamnet?” and got nods…

And so followed a weekend of indulgence and of boring domesticity, but all very satisfying. I have caught up with a backlog of laundry, made more soup – lemon and cress – rearranged the freezer to make room for soup, finished my murder club book and watched lots of TV and done the admin for my friendship group as well as some blogging….

Just wondering at my next read. I was thinking of going back to Austen after the murder club antics, but now want to reread Hamnet, but my copy is lost somewhere in  the shelves or among piles of books I consider my décor – all pleasantly bohemian but very frustrating!

And so, my weekend has been wonderfully spinsterish but immensely satisfying despite lack of intimacy, sex and the fun of my lover’s presence. I do have plans though… At my request he bought a cock cage before Christmas and we’ve not done anything with it yet – it’s outside my experience, but learning and new experiences are so good for us oldies… And he is rather good as a sex slave and getting better at receiving compliments, so hopefully he will enjoy this spoiler…