New Friends

As G works late on wednesday nights, til 10pm, Wednesdays are a perfect excuse now to try and move my recently listed goals into action. Taking stock of my life recently I noted with some concern that my friends have been moving further and further down my list. Some of my very best friends live far away, and yes we stay in touch through facebook/text/occasional calls, but really is this good enough? How come men seem to find time but us girls rarely do? I'd always assumed this was some connection to child rearing/care, but as I have none yet it can't be just that. Maybe in my case it is just pure laziness. Actually there is no maybe there... 

So last night I went to Jo's house. Jo lives in Reading, and isn't one of my best mates, in fact she's more of a new friend. I met Jo through the club nights I used to attend regularly. I've probably known her to say hi to for about three years, but only recently pre the wedding started getting talking properly to her. Jo was the massage therapist at my hen pamper party, and since then we've talked online a fair bit and decided to meet up. It's unusual to make friends later in life I think but so nice. We have so much in common. She's older than me, has a very grown up daughter of just 15, and is just a lovely lovely lady. Had a great evening gasing. And she cooks a mean spag bol!