Well, I found myself in a very unusual situation yesterday – I was in a shopping centre, ON MY OWN!! Now that doesn’t happen very often these days. (Admittedly, I was only there so I could drive Rob home after he’d had a few beers in the corporate box at the football (one off work thing) – but I’m not complaining at getting the chance for a few solitary hours of retail therapy!!) It’s funny, because it actually felt really weird to begin with. It was strange to be in this big, bustling shopping centre with no-one else to think about apart from myself. Have I really been out of the loop for so long, that I can’t remember how to function in the real world? I almost felt a bit self-conscious to begin with (how weird is that?) I wasn’t quite sure what I should do first! I guess it’s just been so long since I’ve had the chance to wander around the shops without thoughts of where the kids are, constantly doing the quick head count (have we still got everyone?), pushing a buggy and worrying about what they’re up to & what they might be fiddling with, that maybe I’d forgotten how to do it! Obviously it didn’t take me long to get back into it! A couple of shopping bags later and I found myself getting well at truly back into my stride! There was a time when I could spend a good few hours happily browsing the retail world, back in the day when we were enjoying the DINKY lifestyle (Dual Income No Kids) Whereas nowadays, the reality of a shopping trip for me is, dashing down to a retail park, (with as few kids as possible) parking outside and legging it round, grabbing a couple of bits and pieces, before the kids (who aren’t at school or playgroup) get too bored and mischievous, then making the mad dash back for the playgroup or school pick up, and anxiously hoping that you don’t get held up in traffic on the way back.
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