Normal service resumes...

Well folks, i think it took me a good few days to get over the Monday night madness and some subsequent late nights. But she's back now and raring to go...

I've had a message from a medallion man on the dating site... didn't really mention him before as I'd only had a couple of e-mithers from him... but he sent me a message the other day so I'm wondering if he is about to rear his head. I've told him in my reply that I've been spending a lot of time with one particular guy. 

I'm wondering if as a single gal I should've done that..?

There seems to be a consensus of opinion from some quarters that a single girl should keep her options VERY open and be quite aloof when it comes to her men! Hmmm - I think I'm probably far too honest for that.

Maybe I should be tapping into that inner bitch once more....

Especially seeing as the Welsh one has also sent me a message  - I think he wants me to join him up a mountain at some point in the near future but he's kinda slow in coming forward to actually ask me outright. Although his last message said free free to joing us on the 3 peak challenge next year! Hmmmm.

What's a girl to do....?

Something to think about.

Anyway - on Friday night I took Wolves Wanderer on possibly a bit of a big step. I took him to have dinner at a good friends house. I was going to stay sober until I saw sense, bought some beer and thought "bugger that!" It was good, even though I think he was possibly a bit on the quiet side but that's to be expected when meeting new people. I don't think he thought he was being scrutinised. Anyway we played on the Wii and drank ourselves drunk. A very enjoyable night!

Earlier on Friday something else happened. My ex phoned me. Eek! I did think about ignoring his call but I didn't and took him into the girls loo's for some 'privacy' away from my desk in our open plan office. I don't know exactly why he called. Just to chat I think and to say hello and see how I was because he was passing by where I work. Perhaps if he had been a braver man he might've come to see me. But the fear of rejection is possibly what kept him away. This was a funny coincidence because only that morning he'd been mentioned in the same texts as AC/DC touring and trying to get tickets to my mate [who is also his ex brother in law].

Why oh why do I fall so easily into it with him....

It's like slipping on an old comfortable pair of jeans.

I swear sometimes I think he's my "Big". Things in the back of my head say to me that there's unfinished business there. And right now I'm in that awful limbo place of wanting it one minute and it being abhorrent the next. He threw away what we 'had'. So why I'm even giving him brain time is driving me fucking crazy! One thing I didn't do was give him any indication of Wolves Wanderer or my impending city break.

One day, but not yet...