Non-Zero November ’16 – Day 13 – Some ‘me’ time

The other half went off into the spare room to play some Call of Duty this weekend, meaning I had a little time to myself, so I sat down and watched some Castle. I don’t get to watch it often, as the boyfriend doesn’t rate Nathan Fillion, and we spend nearly all our weekends and evenings together, so I’m not about to force him to watch it.

It was nice to spread out on the sofa with a cup of tea and the laptop, watching Richard Castle’s latest adventure with Detective Beckett. I’ve watched up to season five or six before, but it’s been so long that I restarted it a few months back. I’m now on season three and am enjoying watching the relationships and friendships between the characters grow.


I don’t watch soaps, as I find them ridiculous – if these shows are supposed to be about everyday people, then why do such stupid and abnormal things happen to them? No, if I watch television, I like to roughly know what I’m getting myself into – with Castle, I know I’m going to get homicides, and I’m happy with that, even if it takes a mildly obscure tangent.

So five of my top television (or the like) shows are:

The Walking Dead – I expect zombies and human nature at its most basic, and I receive just that.

The Mentalist – I expect a guy with mega manipulation skills who teams up with law enforcement in order to combat crime, and I receive just that.

Castle – I expect a best-selling author to help out New York homicide detectives by using his wit and natural curiosity to determine what happened, and I receive just that.

Firefly – I expect space pirates, and I receive just that.

WWE – I expect men and women in sparkly lycra to roll around in a ring, fighting over shiny belts, and I receive just that.

Bonus show: Doctor Who – I expect a super-mega clever dude who is oddly attractive to turn up at just the right time to save the day, and I receive just that.

The majority of these I do watch with t’other ‘alf, but Doctor Who and Castle are just for me, and I’m perfectly happy with that. It makes it more special when I watch them and gives me a chance to unashamedly cry my feelings out when the story inevitably chips away at my frozen heart. Which brings me to the point of this post. It’s okay to take some time to do something for you once in a while. Every now and then I feel the need to watch one of my special shows, as I know it’s going to leave me a blubbering ball of mascara streaks and snot bubbles, and it feels so good to vent those emotions. I always sleep soundly after a good old cry with David Tennant and Matt Smith.

So when you’re done reading this, put down your phone, hunt down your TV remote or laptop or tablet and stick on a good show just for you, that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I’m going back to Castle and his rugged handsomeness, now.


Toodle-pip. ♥


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