It's a funny old life .
Who would have thought I'd be living with another woman. It was bad enough catching my reflection in the mirror when I lived alone - that was frightening enough!
But it don't seem so bad after all.
And I must say she's come through with flying colours. Like a duck to water. A spring to a pogo stick. A OK.
Thank gawd that is all over with then. No more planning, talking, arguing, imagining, buying, choosing, worrying, hesitating, or balking.
Mmmm.
I'm bored!
