carpe diem and let "yes" be my default answer

Mr Spontaneous (my friend RJ) has just texted me wanting to meet – am still lazing about in my jimjams ;) Have said yes, and now have an hour to have a shower and clear up!

It’s now arranged: am meeting ex-best friend D a week on Sunday and M will be there too. Woohoo! but also eeeeek! I’ve been waiting 18 years for this to happen, it’s supexiting but also quite scary.

like the best place to write about this… apologies in advance for painfully personal entry ;)

I already wrote about the school reunion last night and seeing M again. M is still friends with D who used to be my best friend at school but then excommunicated me when I was in my first term at university.

I’ve managed to suppress the memory of the letter where she said she didn’t want to be my friend any more, so I’m not 100% sure what the problem was, although I had done something quite stupid, deceitful and inconsiderate around that time (which didn’t directly affect her but I must have told her about it) so it was probably that.

Interestingly V said last night that she visited D that year and D was behaving strangely and not being very friendly. So maybe it wasn’t just me. Or maybe I’m just trying to make myself feel better.

M gave me her (M’s) email address last night so in the spirit of extending the olive branch, I emailed her this afternoon saying it had been nice to see her and hopefully it wouldn’t be 20 years before it happened again. She replied pretty quickly and suggested arranging a meeting with D and me. Eeeeeek! I don’t know if M realises that D excommunicated me.

I’ve replied positively because I would like to see D again. She was my best friend for about five years and when I moved schools and went to boarding school in the sixth form, she took over from me as a Saturday girl in Dad’s bookshop. It was pretty painful to be rejected like that, and I feel like I’ve missed out by losing her friendship. But if we do meet again, it will be even scarier than the school reunion! Will now have to wait and see what happens and try not to worry too much.

The lutheran church has a new motto for Lenten Season this year:
7 weeks without hesitation.
Learn to let go.
Let yourself be blessed.
Show your colors.
Be courageous.
Live your life.

Now I am not a lutheran, but this seems very good advice to me.

Did this again today! Got a random text message from RJ suggesting we sit in the square _{just as well I had some more pink fizz in the fridge} so we did that and it was a very nice afternoon. A butterfly landed on the rug – have never seen a butterfly in Russell Square before. Good stuff.

Just as I was getting out of the bath I received a message from RJ (this is the friend I saw on Friday night after not seeing him for about 5 months and practically giving up) saying how about coffee. It turned out that he was with his girlfriend and they wanted to come round to my place – fortunately I had cleaned it up yesterday so was able to say yes!

His girlfriend (whom he met internet dating, there’s hope for all of us) is very nice. And there are now plans for a cocktail party at his place in the near future. Hurrah!

last night, when I received a call from my Croatian friend DR who lives in Zagreb. He’s in London for a couple of days and suggested meeting up for a drink. I must admit I had been looking forward to a quiet night in reading but these opportunities don’t come along very often so I said yes! We had a lovely evening drinking a bottle of red Burgundy in my flat and talking about all sorts of things.