recurring theme

I found some of the unpublished blogs that I was talking about yesterday. I thought I’d share bits of them with you, just to show you the sort of places my head has been in the past fortnight or so…

“Sorry I’ve been absent.
I was in a strange little world of insular consultation.
That conversation in the pub with ‘Thommo’ really affected me. I couldn’t get the idea of Philippa lowering herself to the likes of him out of my head, and I’ve been in a foul mood as a result. She could tell something was wrong at work and kept asking me what was going on, and I was just horrible to her. I treated her as if we’d been married for fifteen years and I’d just found out she’d been unfaithful. I knew it was just my insecurities, confusions and jealousies making me behave that way but I couldn’t help it.”
　
“I had a lovely evening last night. Nathan came over to be with Hannah and I cooked us all a meal. He was telling me about his family’s attitude towards Hannah. Some of them call her The Fallen Woman, just because she’d had sex a few times before they met. Unbelievable. His parents are ok and like her a lot, but he has an uncle who sounds like he should be an evangelist on American TV or something.
It all made me re-evaluate my ‘relationship’ with Philippa. I’d been quite nasty to her at work this week, just because she may or may not have had sex with that guy I met in the pub on Monday. I know it’s just jealousy, but I couldn’t help myself. Laying awake in bed last night though, I realised a few things.. Firstly, it’s no business of mine what Philippa has been getting up to, or is getting up to, especially as we’re not even an item, and anything she’s done in the past doesn’t make her any less of a person. After all, my sister spent her early twenties having more sex than a sheep has tics, and she’s proving herself capable of love .. Secondly, I’m not the most experienced sexual animal on Earth, but I’m no blushing virgin, and I can’t expect any potential girlfriend to be one either. And thirdly, and it pains me to admit it, but Thommo is a good-looking hunky guy, and if I was a girl in my early twenties with more sex drive than sense, I may have been tempted by him myself.
So I’m going to cut the girl some slack, and start being nice to her again.
Or I might continue to hide my feelings behind a veil of indifference and then stare at her longingly across the office…”

I promise you tomorrow’s blog will have NO MENTIONS WHAT-SO-EVER of the young lady that I currently work with, whose name begins with P.

RC 16-9-10