Saturday musings with a smile

Being in love is a bit distracting...I don't mean the lack of attention to detail, thinking about the loved one etc....It distracts one from one’s own happiness. I’ve just realised as soon as I so much as have a faint romantic interest in someone, I start thinking how terrible / lonely / incomplete / failing my life is without him...in fact worse, it’s not ‘without him’ but just on my own…I stop smiling, laughing, feeling, hoping…When I don’t have such an interest, my life is GREAT….which is what it indeed is.

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I got a free coffee on Wednesday morning from a guy working in Pret. He was betting against another Pret guy as to what I was going to order. When I noticed this and he lost (his cappuccino to my latte), he gave me the coffee for free. When I said this made me happy and smiled, he said my smile made him happy….and I should continue to smile to others and make their day too…and then the next day was Valentine’s and I would still be smiling then…All that smiling for £1.79 and decaf!

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My Valentine’s was spent mostly on trains…went to Brussels for the day…I usually work on the train but this time slept all the way there and back…No way for my somewhat forced dream of meeting a romantic Euro-commuter who would offer me champagne at the train bar to be realised…Back at St Pancras I stopped by at M&S to get some dinner. Unbeknown to me one of the Valentine cards (for a WIFE) hanging by the tills must have fallen into my basket…I only realised this when the cashier asked me whether I wanted the card in the plastic bag too…I laughed and said “Why would I buy myself a Valentine’s card?”

The cashiers all laughed too. They didn’t question my implied status as a ‘WIFE’ and I didn’t correct them. I smiled all the way back, feeling a little fake but happy to find out how easy it was to become a wife.

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Had a party here last night….apparently I am a beautiful woman…‘a woman of/to be loved’…whatever that means…alcohol is a funny thing…

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Went to the Trafalgar Freeze today….about 1000 people turned up and froze in motion between 3.30 and 3.35 pm. Good fun…perhaps too many people for the freeze effect to work on the passers by but still good fun. Should I have grandchildren one day, this will be one of the stories that will make me a ‘cool granny’…I’ll add the video link when it’s up.

On the way back, two men offered me their seats one after the other…it felt rude to refuse the second time. I am sure they thought I was pregnant…am terribly bloated after last night’s excesses. My acceptance with a smile confirmed their implication of my pregnancy. I did my best impression of a pregnant woman until I got off.

The guy who gave up his seat got off at my station. I went to get some food and he was still at the bus stop when I got there….we smiled at each other…My bus came before his. As it pulled away I wanted to tell him that I wasn’t pregnant but still grateful for his gesture and that he was the best looking Far Eastern man I had ever seen…but I just smiled instead.