OK, so still recovering from the Louie revelations last night. I am trying to convince myself that I am not NOT starting to like him. And, even if I am, I won’t let it carry on. Did you know one of my bad habits? I run away from complex situations. Must be the runner in me. Louie is amazing, and gorgeous and everything else, and in himself there are far more pros than cons, but he comes into my life at a shocking time…..

My mind is running at a million miles an hour, I’ve been for a run this morning, and I’m going to go to the gym and go shopping before my friend comes to pick me up this evening. I reckon I’ll buy some new clothes, and visit my favourite cute little café.

Louie is off on holiday for 10 days soon. He leaves on Thursday. He’ll be back at work on the Monday of the following week. I have decided that I will see how things go when he gets back from his holiday. Normally I would just say that nothing will happen, and I know that’s probably the better idea, but I must admit, I do quite like him. It was last night when i saw him at the pub with the girls. He was gorgeous. That one moment with him was amazing, and I miss that already. I’m going to miss him when he goes away. Anyways, I am off now to shop and take my mind off it!