My Life on a Plate

Regrets - I've had a few

Time Machine, time machine, take me back to be thirteen. I promise not to light that first cigarette and spend the next forty years worrying about smoking! I promise to spend more time studying and less time partying. I promise to pursue all those physical activities I was so good at but gave up due to peer pressure. I promise to take my writing skills seriously and attempt a novel before I get too old! I promise to make more of my life, be braver, more positive, do what I want to do instead of trying to please others all the time.

Does everyone play the 'what if?' game or is it something maybe sad older people do? I sometimes wonder about these folk who get to eighty, celebrate a diamond wedding and say they wouldn't do a thing differently. I find that very hard to believe. The problem with regrets and wishing we could start over is it gets very complicated. I wouldn't choose teaching again, I wouldn't have met my future husband then. I wouldn't have married him but then...I wouldn't have my wonderful son. Stop right there, can't even think about that so no good going down that road. What another load of prattle but that's what was on my mind when I woke up this morning.

More snow! White over everwhere and England doesn't cope with extremities of weather. Still, it will not prevent Big Pam and I from taking our weekly swim, but hopefully we may have the pool to ourselves. Better get a move on or I'll be late. Have a nice day!