developing dating with FB
Darling A*
I was wondering how you were getting on with the electric toothbrush. I went on to Facebook to have a look at your site because I was missing you and saw that nice photo of you in a straw hat and J1 told me that he had got an email from you and you sounded fine. Then I got your message and it was nice to know you had tried to ring me even if I didn’t hear you. I don’t hear my phone lots of the time. I hope things are good darling. I don’t mind you being away so long as you are happy.
I had an awesome Valentines. FB nailed it which was a relief as I was anxious after the xmas filofax which was like being his secretary. He says it was because he just did what he was told, which is quite funny, but he did it with an individual twist. I got a single perfect rose, perfume, a card and a yummy meal and lots of attention.
I have however realised that those times I spent abroad on my own have changed me forever. Also, this is not dating on the rebound from my broken marriage. I was always so afraid of being alone, but now I know how survivable it is and also how less emotionally dependent it has made me. I like seeing FB. I don’t like leaving FB and a bit of me is always afraid I won’t see him again because my dating experiences have let me see the worst of men, but I like my own time mid-week, especially as I have a lot of work and like to keep up with friends. Both FB and I like 100% attention and this is difficult when he is retired and I’m not. One good thing about that is that as my Peabody community activities begin to gather momentum I have week-end events which is OK as we can see each other mid-week. I also feel at this stage that I have more get up and go, but we’ll see. He belongs to the camp that believes that you accept people as they are and they change if they want. Things between us get easier all the time and I now have his house key! He also fixed his immersion this week so we had hot water and I could take a bath.
I bought him the air ticket to Bordeaux which my friend Sally said was far too generous. It’s hard A*. I am just following my gut.
J1 passed officer week A so that means he is through. You can imagine how great he feels. It is a phenomenal achievement and sets him up for life.
J2 has gone off to Phoebe’s. Bear and Adele were having a tense conversation about weight when I got home today.
Tomorrow the jewellery guy is coming. I have I think to choose £10k of jewellery. I think I would rather have the cash to be honest, but I don’t think they do that. You may yet get some bling to inherit.
FB and I went to Stratford yesterday and I got a very cool swimming costume for Rick’s hot tub. FB has yet to get shorts. I also bought a present for Karen at the yard’s 60th.
My week was quite good, pilates on Monday, meeting my friend Sally in the Lilley Arms on Tuesday (liver & bacon) and then getting a new lodger Wednesday. He is only coming 2 days mid week, but he is a departure from my usual. He is my age, now works as an auditor in children’s services but was a nurse and trained in psychotherapy. He has a flat in Goa and treks in Tibet. We could have a conversation. Maybe company would be good a little bit. He isn’t as sexy to me as FB, but he is interesting. On Thursday I gave the floorboards in the entrance hall a second coat of varnish. They look good.
Tonight I went to a women’s church night where we watched the film about the Tsunami ‘impossible’. They gave you a lovely goody bag of sweets, but I left before coffee and cakes. I find the assumption that all women swoon over chocolate noxious. I have missed going to church the last 2 weeks though.
I have had an extremely bad sore throat all week. I love you millions. Mum xxx