In case you've been wondering where I have been, I've been to London. Not to see the Queen but to do some work stuff. Plus do some stuff like shopping, see my handsome brother who lives in London and spend quality (shopping) time with my sister who lives in Singapore but happened to be visiting London at the same time. I did however, run past Buckingham Palace on one of my runs* and waved at the Queen while I ran past.
London was great, I love London. I had some good meetings there and managed to do a bit of shopping, although nothing for myself. I am a terrible shopper when it comes to buying clothes for myself. I managed to buy two T shirts on the sale for myself. And three boxes of Tampax. For the price of two. (It was a new type of Tampax that we don't have in South Africa! Yes, my life is that sad). As I said, I am not big on spending money on myself unless it is new gadgets - in which case, I more than make up for it. I bought lots of things for the kids, including loads of Manchester United stuff for Adam - he is a huge fan of Man U.
I realized in London that I am very old and very old fashioned. My brother is 12 years younger than I am, not married, no kids. He is super trendy and spends his time and money doing cool things like going skiing, eating at fancy restaurants and buying trendy clothes. Which is a lot like my life except for the skiing, the fancy restaurants and the trendy clothes. He was a little horrified when I eventually convinced him that I really (REALLY!) do not like going out late or eating at fancy restaurants etc. "But what do you do for fun?" he asked worriedly. I told him that I sit at my computer and I work hard, help people and hopefully make money at the same time - that is what I love doing. "But what do you spend your money on?" he replied. On my children, I said. I love spending money on my kids. Whether it is Man U kits, or school fees or a week away at a family resort - that is what I spend my money on. That is why I work. And 99.9% of me absolutely loves that, and loves my life, but I will admit I did feel a bit old.
Of course it didn't help that I was hanging around with a good friend who is four years older than I am but looks at least 10 years younger. Her skin is flawless, her make up beautiful, her clothes stylish. As I said, I felt a bit old and frumpish in London.
It was a good trip but I missed my children and my husband terribly. If you are feeling old and frumpish then you need be around the people who think you are fabulous and clever and perfect for them.
It is good to be home
*Can you believe that I brought my trainers and my running clothes on a trip overseas! First time ever I have exercised on a trip away. Tertia = Sporty Spice! (Old Spice more like it)