I am very happy when Herself goes out with her little friends in the evening. As reported in previous posts, the dog and I have our own little routines when we are home alone - everybody's happy.
Until it gets to midnight or so. Central London is not a nice place after midnight. It's full of drunk people who aren't going to get a shag or a taxi and who are PISSED OFF as a result. 99% of these people are not dangerous, but I still don't trust them.
Herself is not very big, and she's not very fast, and she's extremely precious to me. So after midnight, if there's no key in the door, I just worry. That's not her fault, it's mine. But still it has to be managed.
So this is where a cab account will become my friend. She books and is transported – I pay. Perfect. And MUCH cheaper than more therapy. The sound of the key in the door is one of the best in the world, if you've been waiting for it. I hope to sleep through it much more often in future.
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funny isn't it?
ReplyDeletei am the same.
a true worrier. one of BBF's best words is 'neee-naw' as peckham has its fair share of the pissed, drunk crazy people.
husband BF has a terrible habit of going to sleep on the sofa 'so as not to wake the BF'. drives me mad. has been known for me to ring/text on the phone to the sitting roo to see where he is.
i worry too. you are not alone.