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I have lost my morning mojo and have mixed emotions about the day ahead. Is that because of Covid? Or my impending 25th wedding anniversary?
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I often wake up with mixed emotions about the day ahead. I’m not sure why. Mornings didn’t always feel this way. I used to be bubbly at breakfast and was at my best before lunch.
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‘I’ve lost my mojo,’ I say to my wife, as a chunk of marmalade falls from my multi-seed toast onto my PJs.
‘With Covid and our wedding anniversary coming up, are you surprised?’ asks my wife.
‘With Covid and our wedding anniversary coming up, are you surprised?’ asks my wife.
I avoid a cock-up
I am about to agree when something in my subconscious applies the emergency hand brake in my brain and no words slip from my marmaladed mouth. Instead, I just chew on my toast slowly, like a cow mulling over the weather.
I am about to agree when something in my subconscious applies the emergency hand brake in my brain and no words slip from my marmaladed mouth. Instead, I just chew on my toast slowly, like a cow mulling over the weather.
That was a close shave, I think. If I had agreed with her, I would have been blaming my lost mojo on the length of our marriage which, effectively, means I would be blaming my wife for my woes.
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Serious chat is not allowed at British breakfasts
More importantly, I would have breached ancient British common law, which states ‘Serious Conversations are not allowed at breakfast, except in unusual circumstances, like war.’ A little voice mocks me. ‘Britain didn’t build an Empire by its men discussing their mojos over the…
…eggs and B, you idiot.’
Thankfully, I have a tiny lawyer who lives inside my head. They work tirelessly to prevent me from incriminating myself and fouling things up with my ‘foot in mouth’ tendency. My inner lawyer advises me to reject the suggestion our anniversary is a cause for my depression.
If I do not, my silence may be taken as an admission of guilt.
Words make history
‘Our marriage is one thing that keeps me positive,’ I find myself saying.
‘Can’t you keep that stuff for your bedroom?,’ says my son.
‘When mum still thought you were fun, she used to say you were half man, half Labrador puppy,’ says my daughter.
‘Our marriage is one thing that keeps me positive,’ I find myself saying.
‘Can’t you keep that stuff for your bedroom?,’ says my son.
‘When mum still thought you were fun, she used to say you were half man, half Labrador puppy,’ says my daughter.
‘Now you’re more half man, half hobo,’ says my son.
‘Dad’s just trying to be sweet,’ says my wife.
‘It’s sad watching him struggle with something so alien,’ says my son. ‘Like a child on its first bike ride.’
‘Dad’s just trying to be sweet,’ says my wife.
‘It’s sad watching him struggle with something so alien,’ says my son. ‘Like a child on its first bike ride.’
Before my daughter can chip in, my wife reminds her I am driving with her to her teaching college this morning. As she is still a learner driver, she needs me to go with her.
‘Let’s all agree to let this conversation die. That way, no one will get offended or huffy and change their minds,’ she says.
I finish up a second piece of toast and turn to my daughter.
‘Time to go?’
‘Yup’ she says.
I finish up a second piece of toast and turn to my daughter.
‘Time to go?’
‘Yup’ she says.
Is my anniversary a source of depression?
As I pass my wife on the way to the front door, she says she didn’t mean to imply our wedding anniversary might be a source of depression to me or her. Nor does she think our wedding anniversary is as deadly or oppressive as Covid.
As I pass my wife on the way to the front door, she says she didn’t mean to imply our wedding anniversary might be a source of depression to me or her. Nor does she think our wedding anniversary is as deadly or oppressive as Covid.
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In the hall, my daughter is scrabbling around in the key box. The sound of angry key rattling fills the house. Her irritation is adding to the anxiety I already feel at having to drive with her in a car without a second set of brakes. This is why my mojo is gone.
‘I can’t find the bloody car keys,’ she says. ‘Who had them last?’
‘Nothing to do with me,’ I shout.
‘Nor me,’ echoes my son.
‘Nothing to do with me,’ I shout.
‘Nor me,’ echoes my son.
‘Oh for heaven’s sake! Do I have to do everything around here?’ asks my wife. It& #39;s a question to which we all know the answer and therefore requires no reply.
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