Good day, on the whole. Worked well. Listening to Lydia’s tragic love life,which pretty much matches my own, until i’m one day settled forever. (This proves that no matter how old, or how young, or no matter what walk of life you’re tottering upon…we’re all the same when it comes to love. We want to love and be loved.)
I’ve tried to eat healthy, however, i’m now on this weird ‘high iron’ diet, because of my recent delicious circumstances…so I’ve been instructed to chow down on silly things like black pudding, greens, steak, liver (my mum actually grilled me the best liver ever) and to drink a can of Guinness (YUK) A DAY, and in no time my iron levels will be on top form..and i won’t be anemic anymore. Yipppee! Hats off to that! I’ve never had a can of Guinness in MY ENTIRE LIFE…so you can imagine the confusion, that my body came to when it had to convince itself that this kind of booze was delicious and good for me? I should’ve jabbed a cocktail umbrella in it. Please! Save me from tragedy.
I’ve felt good today, but had to push at the *swirly* feeling. I’ll tell you about that later. However, the good thing is that as soon as I got into work and set up…smack bang, on time, straight from his time off work, entered Lee my favourite policeman…He struts straight up…in neon… says his ‘hello’s’ and what nots ( I hadn’t seen him in a few days, so it was good to have him pop in again.) We make our usual general convo, we get on well…I pretty much tell this guy everything… we have really great banter. Within a minute into our chitter chatter, he glares at me with what I told him were ‘disapproving father eyes’ and IMMEDIATELY brings up my date with the Doctor. He definitely looked like it wasn’t his favourite. Lol. So we chattered about it…and it was good because he snapped me back to reality. (*Whop there goes gravity.*) You can’t scowl at me when you’re in neon. LOL.
Lee’s been really good to me, attentive, kind, caring..a really good friend and well with him (like I said we have a brotherly type of banter) his life timing is rubbish. That’s all i’m gonna say. Lol. But he gets it… I get it…and it’s funny…ish! 😉 If he wasn’t getting married, he’d be a good catch, right?
But snapping back to reality was good. I’m less on Cloud 9 now and more normal, more real about it all. The Doctor is on Cloud 9..and I like it. We’ve messaged a lot all evening…and he’s every bit the romantic and wishes to ‘make me his.’ He ‘can’t wait.’ I’m looking forward to getting to know him…and enjoy a date night with him. He seems like an absolute dream of a guy…and goes out of his way to make me smile. He puts in a lot of effort into letting me know that he likes me..and thinks i’m worthwhile. His messages are literally every girls dream.
Work was great. The light evening and sunshine made it easy.
Today was a bit more difficult when I got home…and probably because I had had a Guinness and I haven’t drank in WEEKS. Lol. This is why you should only do booze when your mind is fully stable. It was difficult because when I do relationship cut offs, I get a delayed reaction…and I missed Ben. I kinda missed him being around…I was bathing the babies and they kept going on about how much they missed him…so that on it’s own was hard. Yet, i’m aware that I am going to miss him, as you can’t just do a break up and *can can* down the street with streamers on…I just always get that weird delay in emotions, as i’m a blocker outer. I’ve deliberately not been out, (I’ll be out as the weather gets nicer. I’m an exotic glamour puss…you’ll never see me out in the rain or cold) because i’m not really ready to just bump into him…because i haven’t spoken to him and i’ve kinda been through an ordeal…with the whole hospital thing…and he hasn’t said anything to me. We had a fun year…so i guess i miss his company…? This is why we don’t drink Guinness.
However, Lee my favourite policeman visits are good, as it takes my mind off all that and keeps me sane, moving forward and moving onward. My first date with the Spanish Doctor will be lovely…because all kittens need to have someone who openly tells you how wonderful you are and appreciates everything that’s great about you. He’s lovely and always tries to make everything work.
Jenna at work is good because she’s quite the realist and I love her for it. Today whilst she built pretend decking, and after I had just shown her toy money, she accidentally reminded me that happiness is what mattered in relationships over EVERYTHING. Sometimes we ladies can get lost or should i say a bit off track. Jenna is good at putting you back on track…without her even knowing.
I’m happy…i’m a little fuzzy…but i’m actually feeling more confident than ever.