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The house is finally full of the company Deb has been looking forward to, but she is in the kitchen with a cold potato. Everyone has offered to help; she has told them to sit down. A familiar sound from the living room, her sister singing into a serving spoon, reminds Deb what she wanted from the evening. She hands over the pudding, takes the seat they saved and leaves the dishes until later.
Rosie listens to the gap between being busy for people and spending time with them. Remembering the sisters' hairbrush concerts brings the conversation back to something Deb enjoys. Deb's next step is small and specific: accepting help when it is offered.
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Deb: My friends are in my living room. I'm eating dinner alone.
Rosie: Where are you?
Deb: In the kitchen. Standing over the sink with a cold potato. It's the private dining experience nobody asked for.
Rosie: What happened to sitting with them?
Deb: I made dinner. Then there were plates, then pudding, then someone wanted tea. I keep saying, 'I'll just do this.' Apparently this is my evening.
Rosie: Did anyone offer to help?
Deb: All of them. I said, 'No, no, sit down.' Very convincing. They're sitting down beautifully.
Rosie: And you're still standing.
Deb: I've been looking forward to this all week. The house is usually so quiet. Now it's full of people and I'm missing it.
Rosie: What happens if the plates wait?
Deb: Nothing. Except they'll see the mess. I want them to think it was lovely. Worth coming to.
Rosie: Is your sister there?
Deb: Yes. She's already found the serving spoon. I can hear her singing into it.
Rosie: The hairbrush concerts. You asked me to keep that memory. Sounds like she's brought the show with her.
Deb: Same dreadful voice. Better equipment. I want to see this performance.
Rosie: You've made dinner. You can be part of the evening too.
Deb: I know. I just don't quite believe people want me sitting there when I could be fetching something.
Rosie: Your sister isn't singing to the tea towels.
Deb: Unfair. They're an excellent audience.
Rosie: What would help you sit down?
Deb: Letting somebody bring the pudding in. When they offer again, I could try that unfamiliar word. Yes.
Rosie: There it is.
Deb: Right. Plate. Chair. Nobody needs the oven polished before dessert.
Deb: My sister came in for me. I gave her the pudding. She said, 'Finally. We thought you'd left.'
Rosie: Did you get your seat?
Deb: They'd saved me one. I'd been avoiding my own place all evening.
Rosie: And the dishes?
Deb: We did them together afterwards. Before that, I sang into the spoon. Cold potato, warm audience. A considerable improvement.
Rosie: Want to talk something through? Try a free chat with me at Lonely No dot com.