23rd January 2008

I'll be 42 tomorrow. Can't really believe how the years have just slipped by. Of course when I think about it properly I can account for every single one of them, well! apart from the first 4 or five. Some planned some very random and chaotic. Take 1989 for example, Discovered that I should have listened to my Dad, my marriage finally ended after, a mostly unhappy (for me anyway) Three and a half years. This was almost all down to my selfishness and immaturity. However he had a very lucky escape because if it had gone on much longer he may have met with a nasty accident.
I moved in with my best friends boyfriend, while she was away on a six week residential course. You just know that this is not going to end well, don't you! She came home early from said course and discovered that I wasn't sleeping on the couch as she was led to believe. Nearly my turn for a nasty accident ! word of advice don't mess with a newly qualified WPC. After the air had cleared and she had reclaimed her Lloyd Cole LPs, Baby Belling grill and forcibly extracted some money owed to her by her now ex- boyfriend life went on. I know it sounds like one of these awful jokes but I still really miss her. I've seen her a few times in the last 18 years and feel really guilty that I now have the children that had things been different would probably have been hers. She still looks like she wants to kill me!
I did all the things that year that I should have done when I was in my teens, smoked hash got falling down drunk almost every night of the week, kicked taxis when they stopped for someone else got into fights and amazingly didn't get arrested for any of it. All of this I did with Best friends ex.
September shaped the rest of my life. I fell pregnant and although unexpected we got used to the idea and started making plans. But ten weeks in I started to bleed and after a few days I miscarried. We were absolutely devastated , this sad time brought us incredibly close and we still made plans because we knew now what we wanted more than anything. Just not quite yet.
More drinking some holidays, some getting into trouble at work for the affore mentioned drinking and holidays.
Hogmanay 1989: Spent it spectacularly drunk welcoming 1990 as Glasgow European City of culture. It was to be the first beginning of the rest of my life.