I don’t know if anyone knows this, but I didn’t just wake up one day and decide to write a blog. The truth is that this is actually my diary. For about two years now, I’ve kept a diary on my laptop. Password protected of course. A few weeks ago, I decided to start writing my diary online instead. Old habits die hard, so even if I haven’t written here in a few days, the chances are that I will have written my diary and will eventually get around to cut and paste it to here…

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So.. back at home yesterday and getting ready for bed, I decided to text Mr E and tell him that whatever was going on, I hope he was feeling a bit better. We chatted a bit back and forth and I told him to remember that whatever was going on, that my life was much worse. A trip to meet the bint, finding out I’ve been cheated on for months, my brother setting himself alight and a fight almost breaking out over me. My weekend was much more eventful.

Mr E met me online and we had a good laugh about the weekend’s shenanigans. I always have something madcap and crazy to tell Mr E about my life!! I hope he appreciates it!! I am feeling the need right now to go for a run. I wonder if I should…

So yesterday I was supposed to see Mamma Mia with Maisie, but I didn’t because it had sold out. The weather was gorgeous and so we decided to sit in a beer garden instead and chat about recent events in our lives I told Maisie about Mr E. Just said there was a guy and I may or may not have had a certain pic of a certain body part of his on my phone. She was shocked, but laughed. On Maisie’s turn, we chatted about Maisie being dumped by one of her two boyfriends. Long story. Yaaaaaaaawwwwnnnn!!

In any case, telling Maisie AGAIN why it’s not good karma to have two boyfriends gets tedious so I was glad when it was time for Cinderella to go home. Maisie told me she wished she could be more like me, and if she could be like anyone in the world it would be me. She told me she hates when I don’t ‘open up’ to her because it makes her feel that she is not considered a real friend. I gave her a hug and told her that she is the closest thing to a best friend someone like me can have. She seemed happy with this thought and I waved goodbye until today when I was going to meet her again to watch Mamma Mia! with pre-booked tickets this time.

Got home at nearly 12, and went to bed. I’d had some wine, so drank two pints of water before going to sleep. Couldn’t sleep as it turned out, text Mr E a few times and then headed out for a run at 2 am. Exhilirating!

Today has been good. The weather was hot again and I headed for a run down to the local gym. I wore my running skirt, I looked uber slim and pretty damn sexy if I say so myself and was happy to be in the fresh air. Louie was at the gym and he was more normal today, which was nice. At the desk, the man found it funny that I had run to the gym and he asked me if I’d eaten a large dinner and was running it off? I told him no, that I was ‘running off’ my broken heart. I told him Mr Ex had left me. When I was running on the treadmill he came and told me that Mr Ex must be mad. I must agree.

Met Maisie at the usual time (!!) and watched the movie. It was OK, well it was good, but not great. Not as good as all the hype, I didn’t think, but still good. Maisie spoke to me again about her situation with the two boyfriends, and again made it out like it was the boyfriends’ faults. I must admit my patience wore thin and I snapped at her, stating that the situation was definitely her fault and that she should take some responsibility and accept that she needs to make a decision. The “safe, but annoying bet” or the “flaky love of her life”.

I don’t think Maisie liked my honesty, and she rebounded at me with some “home truths” about Mr E. She told me that I had the same impulses as her but that I was too scared to act on them and that’s why Mr E and I only talk in texts and on messenger. I told her she was being daft. She told me that I was a coward and she would rather have a real encounter with a real man than to live in a frigid world where the closest you come to human contact is words on a screen. I thought that what I do with Mr E is my own business and especially as she knows nothing about it, she should leave me alone. If I want to hide away in my solitude I bloody well will and there’s nothing she can do about it.

Came home with a splitting headache and here I am. Must sleep. I wonder if I should ask Mr E if he thinks I’m a frigid old bat who can’t have a human physical contact connection? In any case, he’s away tonight watching The Dark Knight and I shouldn’t think he’ll be ‘around’ tomorrow as I think he told me earlier he booked the day off. I think I’ll just sort things with Maisie and keep it to myself. Must sleep!!

Woke this morning and wanted to continue sleeping, but had to go to the city. Got up, took a dozy picture of me in my sleep shorts for Mr E and put some music on. That picture will show him what a twonk he is the next time he tries to tell me I’m beautiful! Proceeded to dance around the bedroom, selecting clothes to wear…

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Here is the song that for some reason I can’t stop listening to right now… I just love it..

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