Last week, I took myself into town for a couple of hours. It wasn’t a big day out or anything particularly exciting. I didn’t have a packed itinerary or a list of things I wanted to achieve. I simply wanted some time to myself – a chance to wander around, have a drink, listen to some music and enjoy being on my own for a little while.
And actually, it was exactly what I needed.
Taking myself out for the day
I think there’s something quite underrated about taking yourself out. When you’re used to having other people to think about, whether that’s family, work or just the general day-to-day running around, spending time alone can feel slightly unusual.
So I decided to go into town by myself.
I did have one important job to do: buy coats for the boys. Because apparently even my attempts at having some “me time” still involve shopping for somebody else!
Once I’d done that, though, I was free to wander.
There was no rushing from one place to another. No need to ask anyone what they wanted to do. I could simply walk around the shops, look at whatever caught my eye and take my time.
A mocha and some throwback music
Naturally, a solo trip into town needed a coffee. I stopped and had a mocha, which was a lovely little treat. There’s something particularly nice about sitting down with a coffee when you’re on your own.
No interruptions. No one asking, “Are you finished yet?” Just me, my mocha and a bit of peace.
Afterwards, I got on the bus and headed upstairs to the top deck. I sat right at the front – like Freddy – because obviously that is the best seat.
I put my headphones in and listened to some proper throwbacks. Atomic Kitten. LeAnn Rimes. Jason Deruloooo.
There is something about old songs that can instantly take you back. You can hear a song you haven’t listened to in years and suddenly remember a particular time in your life, where you were, who you were with or simply how you felt back then.
It made the journey feel nostalgic in the best possible way. Although, in amongst all this peaceful solo time, I somehow managed to bang my head. Yes, while sitting down. I don’t know how either. So much for my relaxing, independent woman moment.
The importance of spending time alone
The thing I realised during this little solo day out is that spending time alone doesn’t have to mean doing anything special.
I didn’t need to book a treatment, go somewhere fancy or plan an entire day around self-care.
I just needed a couple of hours where I wasn’t responsible for entertaining anyone else. I could wander. I could sit. I could listen to whatever music I wanted. I could drink my mocha while it was still hot. And I could simply enjoy my own company.
I think we sometimes make “me time” sound like something that has to be carefully planned. But sometimes the best kind of self-care is much simpler. It’s taking yourself into town. It’s browsing the shops without being rushed. It’s getting your favourite drink. It’s putting your headphones in. It’s walking around with nowhere particularly important to be.
I could have stayed longer
The funny thing is, I could have stayed out longer. I had no real reason to go home when I did. I could have wandered around for another hour. I could have sat somewhere and had another coffee. I could have browsed a few more shops or simply walked around and enjoyed having nowhere else to be.
But, as always, I started feeling like I needed to get home. And that’s on me, by the way.
Nobody was telling me to go home. Nothing was particularly urgent. I wasn’t being chased out of town.
It was just that familiar feeling of I should probably get back now. Maybe that’s something I need to get better at.
Giving myself permission to stay out. Giving myself permission to enjoy my own time without feeling like I need to hurry back. Because being at home will always be there.
Why solo days are worth making time for
That little trip reminded me that taking time for yourself is important. Not because something is necessarily wrong, and not because you need to escape your life.
Sometimes you just need to step away from your usual routine for a couple of hours.
A solo day out can give you space to think, switch off and reconnect with yourself. It can also be surprisingly enjoyable to realise that you actually like your own company.
And you don’t have to travel somewhere exotic or spend lots of money to do it.
My solo day involved a bus ride, a mocha, some coats for the boys, a playlist full of throwbacks and an unfortunate head-banging incident.
I’ve said it before – it’s hardly a glamorous spa weekend but it’s all I needed and I enjoyed.
Sometimes, a couple of hours is enough
I didn’t stay out as long as I could have, but I’m glad I went. For a couple of hours, I wasn’t rushing around trying to get everything done. I wasn’t organising everyone else. I was just wandering around town, listening to music, drinking coffee and doing exactly what I wanted to do.
It was simple. It was ordinary. And it was mine. Maybe that’s the biggest reminder I took from it: you don’t always need a big reason to take yourself out.
You don’t need a special occasion. And you don’t need to fill every minute with something productive. Sometimes you can just take yourself into town, put your headphones in, buy the coats, drink the mocha, listen to Atomic Kitten, LeAnn Rimes and Jason Derulo, accidentally bang your head on the top deck and call it a successful day.
Next time, though, I’m staying a little longer.
And probably sitting somewhere with more headroom.
Spending time alone doesn’t always come easy as a mum, but if you can, try to dedicate some time to yourself. I wrote about some ideas in my last blog post: Ways to Feel Happier When Life Is Busy


