Valentine

I’d completely forgotten it was Valentine’s Day until 11pm last night, when Hannah was writing a card for Nathan. I quickly sent Philippa a text saying “Forgot to invite you for tea tomorrow. Treat for our first Valentine’s Day. I’ll cook..” I then spent three hours on the internet learning how to cook a steak gratin.
I am, to say the least, very nervous. I’m terrified that something will go wrong with the meal, and Philippa will hate me for it and say I ruined the day, and that will be that. Extreme thinking, I know, but that’s what happens when your thoughts are being fuelled by adrenaline. I need to get a handle on this fear, or I’m gonna lose her.

I have to chop some mushrooms now.

RC 14-2-11