Regular readers of HouseGoesHome will know regret is a recurring theme in my life. I’m such a seething hotbed of guilt I should have been born Catholic …
For example, I was crushed by regret last week after flying off the handle and saying something that set a whole spiral of misery in motion.
That was HORRIBLE.
Then there’s everything I regret not doing to save my marriage. The more distance I get from it, the more I understand my role in its demise.
I oozed regret when I lost my job a few years back for defending Kathleen Folbigg. As I said at the time “I believe I did the right thing on Tuesday, standing up for a friend. But I regret not giving more consideration to how the consequences would make me – and others – feel. And I wish innocent people hadn’t been caught in the cross fire.”
Other regrets I voiced back then that still make me squirm now …
>> Being a surly every time my great-grandmother tried to engage me in conversation.
>> Kissing that 16-year-old boy with no front teeth at the school disco.
>> Putting off going to see a dying man and not getting the chance to say goodbye.
>> A few ill-advised bedfellows.
>> That quarter of a crumbling sandstone mansion I bought during a nesting frenzy (then sold it at a loss three years later).
>> Scrubbing the red wine stain on my friend’s new carpet so vigorously I damaged the pile.
>> Forgetting the tooth fairy was supposed to come.
Finally … my big regret this week … getting my dog Charlie. Sure, he’s cutest canine on the planet. Don’t believe me? Here’s the puppy proof …
But, as I’ve previously mentioned, when you get a dog as revenge on your husband the only person you really punish is yourself, because he leaves and you’re left with the needy animal.
And then you buy another one to keep him company during those long hours you’re at work.
Now, whenever I want to go away, it’s a mad scramble to get them looked after … at vast expense.
I’m ducking off with the kids this weekend and paying $80 to have Charlie and Bilbo dog-sitted by a little old lady called Marlene between 9am on Saturday and 3pm on Sunday.
I’m oozing regret about that $80 … which I will be paying again in a few weeks when I need a sitter for the night.
I am madly in love with my furry babies – one is curled up on my lap as I type – but if I had my time over … nup, I wouldn’t have bought the first one and therefore wouldn’t have doubled the inconvenience with a second one.
Over dinner the other night, I advised a few mums with kids desperate for a dog: DON’T DO IT!!!!
But I’ve done it and they’re my responsibility for the next 15 years. I’ve told the kids they’re taking them when they move out … like that’s ever gonna happen.
Charlie and Bilbo will be stinking up my retirement apartment, pissing on the legs of the outdoor furniture and barking at shadows.
Do you have any regrets?
Song of the day: Ugly Kid Joe “Cat’s in the cradle”
Could never regret my putty tats… even tho it cost $300/week to put them in for a holiday at the vets if we go away… luckily, alex is house/cat sitting this holiday – he is looking forward to a house with a dishwasher & dining table… lol
It’s awesome when there’s a housesitter available. Fingers crossed for next time for me.
Yes. Buying four dogs. I love them to bits but they do cramp your style and cost a fortune. You have to be committed for the long haul that’s for sure.
I think I’ve learned my lesson at two.
Yes. It probably sounds silly…but my biggest regret is spending all my life post uni trying to find my passion when it comes to work. Every single job I have ever had I just wait until the day is over. Many careers ‘tried’. I’m 44 now..so it’s not looking good. What colour is my f*ckin parachute! : )
Oh bugger Jess, that’s sucks. I don’t think it’s too late to grab something new with both hands. I would if I could decide what it was …
I regret not defending myself or saying anything against murder accusations. I waited, and waited , and by the time I realised that my reasons for waiting were misguided, drugs and family isolation had become the norm. I also regret that for the same period, I never let anyone get close and a few probably got away. And I regret posting things online about myself almost daily. Blessings x
Hi J, thanks for the blessings. Welcome to HouseGoesHome! I’m with you on regularly regretting things I post online.
Im regularly in online checking for a headline that says KF gets the review. Im at a loss as to how it got this far! Eastman did campaign for 20 years , but there was actually some evidence of value there. I can’t understand how Tedeschi could have been ok with the absence of any physical evidence. This poor woman. I feel shit for even complaining about accusations. Best, Joshie.
Tedeschi has form, I’m afraid