Given the extreme muddle that my head has been in for the last month the very last thing I need right now is another relationship.
But it would seem that the more you try and avoid something the faster it happens!
It's been pointed out to me by many a person that I only have the very loosest grip on reality. Fair enough, I like living in my own fluffy world, it's nice in here. I'm still, one whole month down the line, living in hope that my man will come to his senses and turn up on my doorstep, tail between his legs and beg me to take him back.
After a whole four weeks this is about as unlikely as me becoming the next pope, but hey, we can all hope!
So, in the mean time I've been getting on with my life, lots of me-time and chilling and a few nights out. I'll be honest, I haven't really made much effort on the nights out due to my avoidance of the mundane stuff, like laundry, due to the fact that I quite simply can't be arsed right now. I've had the flu, so I look washed out anyway, my hair needs redying and I'm on the bottom of my laundry pile. So out, yes, dressed to kill, no.
And it's not like I'm looking for a new man, if I was I'd be making an effort, and yet I'm beating them off with a big stick. I haven't paid for a drink in weeks, I've got 15 new numbers in my phone and blokes who once upon a time wouldn't have looked at me twice have called me up out of the blue! A couple of old flames have even crawled out of the woodwork! gonk
I'm not comlaining.
I'm just confused! I can guarantee that the second I actually decide I want a boyfriend they'll all be attached, gone or abducted by aliens. It's so weird it makes my brain hurt.
I've come to the conclusion that men are like biro's.
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</center>You get one, you like it, you try and hang onto it and what happens? You lose it stand on it or some bugger nicks it. Try and find one when you need one and there's none about. But just you stop looking, they'll turn up all over the bloody place! xd
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