It's easy to feel like I'm playing house lately, with all of these changes that have been going on. Coming home to a house that doesn't miraculously clean itself, having to cook dinner, clean, shop, pay bills, it's still a novelty to me. Even grocery shopping doesn't seem real: it's just me and the other half, deciding what we want to do for food this week. It's bizarre. I'm not used to it yet.
One thing I wanted to achieve being here, was to live a little.
To get out of my comfort zone, to experience life on the other side of the world, to get out and have some fun while I can! Despite the fact that I'm not 100% happy with the work situation, I'm trying my best to do those things.
Tonight we're going out for dinner to a Polish restaurant with some of Jason's work friends. My goal is a) Not to stress about meeting new people and acting like an arse, b) Indulge in at least one alcoholic beverage of my choice and c) To eat the food without freaking out about what is in it. (I'm incredibly nervous meeting new people, and there seems to be a lot of pressure when the people involved are your partner's friends. And other than a glass of wine with dinner a few weeks ago, I've not had a sip of alcohol since stepping on English shores. Oh, and I'm the world's fussiest eater.)
Wish me luck!
Good luck! I'm sure you'll have a great time!! (Either way, think of all the blogging you can do as a result!) ;)
ReplyDeleteGood luck! You're going to have a fabulous time!
ReplyDeleteOf course we wish you luck! You know we also want to hear all about the fabulous time you have while out with these new found friends.
ReplyDeleteGood luck! Polish food is good, or at least I remember it being from my trip to Poland six years ago. Have a great time!
ReplyDeleteGood luck. Just don't have any nozki. Trust me on that. :)
ReplyDeleteI bet they love you. How could they not?
ReplyDeleteAnd (psssst) have at least 2 beverages.
I wish I had a Polish restaurant around here.
And good luck, but you won't need it.
I hope you're having a fun evening.
ReplyDelete(I kept a log when I lived in London of the various types of restaurant I ate in. Polish-Mexican was the most unusual!)
i know what you mean about the food...i am probably the world's pickiest eater. i won't try anything new. have fun! i bet you will have a fabulous time.
ReplyDeleteHey, I hope it all went well!!! I know what you mean about wanting to make a good first impression on your other half's friends/work colleagues/etc, it doesn't really matter who they are, you still feel under a bit of pressure.
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain on the strange food and new people thing. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. You'll make it through though. I have confidence in you!
ReplyDelete(You can always fake your way through eating the food and eat something when you get home!)
The first time I met an ex's friends, I got horrendously drunk. I was left with one of the other partners and he was an alcoholic. I hope for your sanity it was an easier night!
ReplyDeletei have similar fears about meeting new people and trying weird food. i'm sure you'll be great though. :)
ReplyDeleteWhy has it taken you so long to drink? It will help. Trust me ;-)
ReplyDeleteGood luck, you'll be fine xx
Good luck! I hope it all goes well :-)
ReplyDeleteI hope you found something good to eat - or something tastey and alcoholic to wash it down with! I am a picky eater too - it used to be a pain when I was dating because the guy always figured I was high maintenance because I was so picky. I had pork chops and mac and cheese for dinner though - so I think that makes me slightly not high maintenance. hehe.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you're enjoying your new life. Grocery shopping is always more expensive when you bring the boy along - remember that for later. haha.
The fun wears off. But I guess I've been doing my own grocery shopping, cooking and cleaning for over 2 years now since my dad was a lazy shit. So you've got some more novelty value to go. I was always so jealous of you guys living with your mums that cleaned and cooked (at least some of the time, I know you did stuff too!)... if I didn't do it, it didn't get done.
ReplyDeletegood luck! maybe a sip of wine for that dutch courage? :)
ReplyDeleteI'd never be brave enough to eat polish food. But then again, I'm not sure I'd be brave enough to pack up and move to another country.
ReplyDeleteYou got compliments from people today. We were talking about America-Land at Miss L's b'day party and they asked who I was going with and I told them, and said that you were in London at the moment... Every one of them said they could never do what you've done.
WOOH! *snaps to aly*
Missyoupup.
Aly, you inspire me to do new things. I just thought you should know that.
ReplyDeleteI feel the same way about meeting new people. I ALWAYS freak out! Hope everything went well for you :)
ReplyDeleteYou can't go wrong with Polish sausage. But that's probably because I'm half Polish.
ReplyDeleteAnd also, you've not had any alcohol? I just fell off the couch.
Well, we'll definitely make up for that in Memphis!
Good luck!! I don't think I've ever been to a Polish restaurant, I'm curious to hear what sorts of food they have. Either way, I'm sure it'll be delicious. And DEFINITELY have a drink! You are in London! And it makes it easier to strike up conversations if you have a little liquid courage, trust me.
ReplyDeleteSo???
ReplyDeleteHow'd it go?
I love Polish food... so what did you eat?
And how were the new people?
I'm a little late, but I hope that you had a blast!
ReplyDeleteHow was the food? And what did you drink?
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