Crisis

After all these months things are about to change. I mentioned a while ago that I had told Mr Green I have been out socially 5 times so far this year. Once was my date with Coach, then there was the Company's Christmas dinner in January. In February I went to the dating site pub night with Harvey to keep him company. He was too shy to go on his own. It was a strange evening for me as I had just found Romeo and although he didn't mind, me going with Harvey, I felt out of place as I wasn't looking for a new man. Then in March there was the girls night out with my colleagues from work when MTBA began her maternity leave. All this excitement was topped off with the family outing that was the Rotary Quiz night, bizzarly, our team was called 'Lady in Red' (not my doing).

Since then I have of course had my night out with Vi and BB.

But..............

Things are a changing for me and at this rate by christmas I will have gone out socially at least a dozen times. This week I am going out on Thursday evening and Friday. Yay me I shan't know what has hit me, two nights out on the trot. Cinderella is going to the ball.

But here comes the crisis bit..................

Cinderella has nothing to wear to the ball.

Cinderella does not mind that she will have to wear something she has worn before, It does not matter to Cinderella that on Thursday night all the other women will be wearing expensive cocktail dresses or some may even be wearing fancy, evening dresses. All the men will be dressed in dinner jackets or perhaps a few in smart suits. There will be men in dickie bows and cummerbund. There will be ribbons and medals, sparkly jewelry, expensive perfume. Then there will be Cinderella in her cheap rags just enjoying the evening probaby wearing the same floaty summer skirt and possibly the same cowl neck cream top as last year( no one will notice).

But Cinderella has been bad, Cinderella has not been dilliegent about taking her hormone tablets. Cinderella has not been taking regular excercise either in the gym or the bedroom. Cinderella has been filling that empty space, where her love should be, with bread and pastry. Cinderella is afraid that even the meagre scraps of fabric that hang invitingly in her wardrobe might object to being wrapped around this expanding middle.

Friday night will be a different dilema. There will be lots of drinking, laughing, chatting and god forbid walking. Friday evening calls for Jeans and a smart casual top. Friday evening is the send off for slim girl as she embarks on a new and hopefully challenging new career. Friday evening may also in a small way be my celebration for my new improved work situation. Friday will in short be a 'piss up' in The City, I know I shall end up being embarrassed in one way or another. Both our MD and his side kick Harry will be there and there have been threats made by Harry to get us drunk.

So jeans it will be, blue or black I have yet to decide. But I have no idea what to wear with them for a night out on a pub crawl with the bosses. Any one who knows me will know that I prefer skirts and heels to trousers, and as for flats................

Whilst I am not one for designer labels (unless it's George of course) I do like to look my best whenever I can, even if I don't always manage it.

So any suggestions on what to wear (with a budget of £0).

ps I think I forgot to mention where I was going on Thursday.....Rotart Club President's Night Dinner

pps Romeo is back

Nothing!!

Reading a post on nitebyrd’s blog at the weekend reminded me that I never did tell you what happened to Coach who was going to be the big romance back in January. He was a fairly local divorced man my age. He had worked as a manager at the very big factory/distribution place next door to my workplace, but this had been demolished and relocated further down the coast a few years ago so we were in fact passing each other on the motorway each morning. He seemed to be a genuinely caring man and what we found we had in common was the time we have both spent following our son’s football teams. He also coaches in another sport in his spare time. Yes you guessed it, that’s where he got his name from.

I was playing it real cool, taking my time to reply to his emails and text messages, none of which had any sexual overtones. It was refreshing to talk to a man who didn’t seem to be ruled by sex. We had lots to talk about without that. He rang me a few times and seemed nice. We arranged to meet for a drink after work on a Tuesday evening. However before that he rang me on the Sunday inviting me for an impromptu drink at a hotel mid way between our homes.

We had a very nice drink and chat, after a while he began to touch my hand in a nice gentle understanding way. Until eventually he just took a hold of my hand. As described here we then went back to his house. As we were drinking our tea he became very amorous which I hadn’t expected. This was after all the man who had never been the slightest bit sexual in any of our exchanges. I was enjoying his kisses but when his hand wandered to my zip and into my jeans I started to resist even saying no a few times but he wore down my resistance, besides what did it matter if I gave in now as this was the start of something really good. Hadn’t he just mentioned treating people as you want them to treat you, hadn’t he been asking how soon we should think about meeting each other’s children. This was not some seedy one night(day) stand. So, when he took my hand and led me to his bedroom. I just followed secure in the knowledge that this was only the first of many times.

In his bed he was having trouble keeping hard so I took things into my own hands and of course my mouth. Soon he was very ready for action, I was careful not to show off just how wonderful I am and just kept things nice and simple. He suggested trying a different position but I just stuck to the tried and tested good old faithful missionary. Out of nowhere he asked…………

Do you do this often?

I ignored his question. Later we were dressed and back downstairs snuggled together on his sofa and he asked me if I would still be ok for Tuesday as he really wanted to see me again soon. He took me back to my car and we kissed goodbye.

Later I emailed him to say thanks for a very nice time but that I was concerned that he seemed to think I did this often. I didn’t get a reply. I figured he was busy with his children. Monday came and went, nothing! I sent him a text that just a simple x.
Tuesday, the day we were due to meet again, still nothing. Two and a half months later I have still heard nothing from him. I decided not to send any further text or emails. He was obviously not the charming man I had thought. He was obviously a cold calculating good for nothing low life.

I could have let this and my earlier experience with Skipper make me cynical about all men. I didn’t, I became wary but not too cynical. Yes I know I should still be careful. Things are going very well with Romeo other than that we still have not met yet due to his work keeping him out of the country. I trust him 95% but I still keep one eye and ear watching out for any clues that he may not be who and what he says. If it turns out that I got it wrong yet again then so be it I shall just shrug my shoulders and move on again. Life is too short to be afraid to live it. I am taking a giant leap of faith with Romeo but I trust him not to let me down. We talk for hours every night now. He is as hooked on me as I am on him. I know it won’t be too long now before we are together. Having said that after all these weeks it seems impossible to think that it will ever be any other way for us. Anyway I must post this now as Romeo will be online soon and I don’t want to waste any time that we have.

fancy a drink ?

help!!!

I was just lying in be trying to sleep off the sinus headache from the cold I developed on friday.

I got a text from Coach thanking me for my email yesterday and saying he was just off to the gym.

2 minutes later another text

fancy a lunchtime drink?

a minute later hes calling

Now I have an hour to find something reasonable to wear for a sunday lunchtime drink in a posh hotel bar. I still have to shower and put my face on.

I am not going to panic I can do this ;-)

I just hope I dont spend the whole time blowing my nose like I was yesterday.

contentedly smiling

Ok so I can't help it

every night I tell myself will be an early night, every night ends up being a late night. Every day now I hav to get up at 5.40am to get ready for work..........this would be hard enough but when I don't got to bed until between midnight and 1am sometimes even later it has to catch up with me eventually. On wednesday I went to the gym again. I hadn't been since I twisted my ankle which was at the end of November. I only did a short stint at the gym but it really tired me out. My legs were like jelly as I drove home afterwards. I was tired when I go home but I soldiered on. Around 10pm I went onlineand found myself exchanging messages on facebook with a very sexy guy.

One of my friends had invited me to join a thing where people ask to see a naked picture of you. there are 3 responses, 1) yes 2) ye if you show me yours first 3) no way. tonight when I looked there are 140+ requests to see me naked. I have posted a picture but it isn't a naked one. It is suggestive. I have had a couple of messages calling me a cheat (all in good fun) but I ahv also had some compliments including this one......

what a photo!?and from a local girl too!!

we then began a long exchange although I have not told him just how local I am......my profile gives the city not the town where we both live. This man is very hot and I really mean 'hot' yet he wanted to chat to me. He was interested in my writing and offered to help with research!! at the end of the chat I sent him this to read and his response was this ............

hmmmmmm...I am liking that!its a bit of a tease because the neanderthal in me is saying come on...talk about tits and pussy....but the arty side of me is saying make the imagination work!! top marks...I like!!!

he also said this

yes...but that tingle is made more powerful when its ceases abruptly!Well done...you are the real deal!

praise indeed from someone who knows nothing about me and has read only one piece of my writing.

Other news is that I am really enjoying my job (even the challenge of getting to work on time every morning). I am enjoying interacting with our customers. I am enjoying the challenge of trying to learn thousands of products and their codes and quantities. I knew I could do this job but the hardest thing so far has been to keep track of what I am doing when the phone is constant and I end up chasing my tail but I am getting there. The other morning my boss was chatting to me about the work before Wayne arrived. she told me that although Wayne has been there 16 years and has an incredible product knowledge he has no get up and go. She feels that it will only be a few months before I am doing the job better than him. by that time she is hoping to have worked out a way of setting up a commision system for the sales Office staff as well as the reps on the road.

As I mentioned earlier in the week I have been chatting to Thomas quite a lot this week, he is hoping to see me in the next couple of weeks. I really don't know if this will happen. Tonight I ahve been chatting to Lotto who sometimes apparently works very near to the town where I work. He sometimes stays overnight in a hotel there. he has asked to meet me for a drink either next week or the week after.

I also mentioned Coach a few days ago. I have been exchanging emails and text with coach every day for the past week. we have spoken on the phone and agreed on a date one evening next week. He is divorced with two teenage children who he has on a friday night. I have been playing it cool and only sending a text or email as a reply to his. There have been times when he has contacted me several times before I reply. for someone who professes to be a two finger typist he manages to send fairly long emails at least once every day(even during his busy working day). It will be interesting to see how things go once we meet. He has told me he will phone me over the weekend if I don't mind, so that we can make arrangement s for our date.

yet again time has runa way from me and I need to sleep

but before I do I want to say how glad I am tht Pixie has the all clear and can breath easy again.......and pixie your other news is brilliant too :-)

a good start to the week

I am feeling great today

First off I had no trouble getting out of bed at 5.40am even though I had been chatting to DC until 1.20am after he came in from his latest gig. He sat on my bed telling me some of the adventures they had when they were on tour in Nov. I can't believe we have not had much chance for a proper chat in that time. But he chose the early hours of this morning!!

Had all the boys up and dressed ready for school/college/work by 6.40am so that I could go to work at 7am satisfied that they were all prepared for their day. They will get used to my new routine.....If I have to then so do they!

Whilst I was eating my weetabix I checked my emails and replied to a few I hadn't got around to over the last few days. Crazy or what? I had all weekend but neglected my friends but today I had 20 mins and wrote several emails. One of which was to my Knight in Tarnished Armour aka Thomas. I had sent him a best wishes email over New Year along with my other friends. He replied last week apologising for neglecting me.

As I was drying my hair Thomas came online and began chatting, we only had about 5 mins so it was a very brief chat. He noticed my new photograph on my chat window and complimented me.......it has been a long time since we last met. this new photo shows my new stylish haircut that I treated myself to once I knew I had the new job. each time I met Thomas I was sporting my old style with the scrunch dried curls so this new image was quite different. During our chat he also told me that he would need to come to the city soon would I be able to meet him. I said I didn't know.

To my astonishment I received a further email from him this afternoon saying he had been pleased to have a brief chat this morning. However he was saddened to think that when I said I didn't know about meeting him, he has lost me through his neglect. he thinks that I have found someone else to bestow my affections and therefore don't need him anymore.

Firstly I never was his. I do lust him as he lusts me and it has all be a bit of fun, but I was amazed to read his email. Although we have had a sporadic communication over the past year the last time we met was in January 2007. I am not going to read too much into this just enjoying the flattery.

My new job is proving to be to my liking. I had a chat with my boss this morning before the lads arrived. She feels that I will have no problem and in a few months once I know what is what I shall be flying. She is aware that I have got Wayne's measure and will keep him in check. It is good to know that she feels she made the right choice in giving me the job.

I have not been following my diet or been to the gym in recent weeks.life and illness have been in the way. But as of today I am back on the diet and tomorrow back to the gym.

I have been in contact with a few new men, mostly just for chat, but there is one new man who I shall call Coach who seems promising.

All in all I am feeling good, if only I had not fallen off the diet, but we can't have everything.