What a weekend! Friday night I could not sleep. I was tired but could not sleep as every time my eyes closed I was hit with what felt like a silver bullet to the temple with a reminder of my ex and the extent of my feelings toward her. I woke up every ten minutes until the relief of daylight graced me and I was able to begin the next day.
Saturday I felt really positive. I got myself ready and went for a walk. I went to the shop, bought a paper and some breakfast and returned to the house (note, not home) Upon my return there was a large brown envelope on the welcome mat. This in itself is ironic as the content of this envelope was far from welcome. It was a summons to court on April 18th as the mother of my son wants contact with him. Deluded as she is and despite her previous erratic behaviour she feels that she has earned the right to see him again. I read and digested the content of this summons and almost instantly prepared the case in my head as to how I would dispute her medication fuelled wantings.
My son had been out all night at a hike with the scouts and had finished at 1am and gone to stay with his cousin. He returned home at 1pm the next day and appeared to have had a good time. My major problem only came when I asked him what he had been up to that night, he answered " I spent most of the night stroking Percy" At that point I froze and my mind began to reach for the conversation I needed to have and the birds and the bees. I sat down, I had sweaty palms and a dry mouth as I hurriedly tried to imagine what I was going to say in respect of procreation and all the variants that accompany this. I began with the usual blurb about how we grow up and our feelings become stronger and that sometimes Ladies and us chaps fall in love and we have urges. I was nervous and withering on like an idiot, making the most carnal and basic feelings a human can have sound like the meaning of life. Confused, it was then that he quite innocently explained that Percy was his cousins cat. Relieved is an understatement of epic proportions.
Now I have postponed "that" chat for a while I can focus on getting myself match fit. I will get there I am sure. Just not sure the quickest route to get there.
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