My social experiment.

Mr Tall is inspiring.

He has travelled solo all over the world, seen most major landmarks, climbed Mount Kilimanjaro, helped the poor in Uganda, plus taken on a single mother with two children.

*phew*

I love when we are watching TV and he points out 'been there' and 'done that'. He really does has the travel spirit and like anyone who is passionate about something, it is amazing to hear.

I, however, married young and settled down with kids. I sometimes wonder what my life may have been like if I had travelled down a different road. I am positive that everyone has wistful moments like these. 'What ifs' can be someones daily torture. Time to make a change.

I opted for an evening in the company of yours truly. It first involved a shopping trip taken straight after work. Now, my perception of shopping changed after having my children. No longer can I peruse the aisles and loiter in the changing rooms debating on colour and style. It has become a military exercise on how quick we can enter and leave the shop without a holocaust. Yes, there was a time when I adored shopping.

I meandered along, taking full advantage of the late night shopping facilities. Oh, and the joy of NO KIDS. Mine or others. It was bliss. Only inept store assistants, whose lack of knowledge on pop 80's icons was inexcusable. (WHO is Debbie Harry? COME ON!)

My next test. Can I eat alone at a restaurant? It has been done before by many but not I. I was greeted by the waitress and positioned at a table in the middle of the restaurant. I felt slightly exposed but as it was a social experiment, I decided to go with my unease and sat down.

The staff all seemed very attentive. I suppose when you are on your own, it is merely to sit, eat and leave. With others, it is more a social occasion and one not to feel flustered to order, eat and leave within a particular time limit.

Yes, I did Twitter at the restaurant. Whilst liberating, it was lonely. No one to talk to or try new things with. The sharing experience of eating with others is something I love.

The evening came to an end quite soon after. Well, I was tired and I missed Mr Tall. Absence makes the heart fonder. I do believe that if you spend every living, breathing moment with someone, you stop having anything to talk about. Everyone needs their own space because you appreciate the moments you ARE with them. Be it partners/children or even mother-in-laws.