I have man flu from the workie.
apparently, my requests to please not cough/sneeze all over me were not enough.
so now i'm sick. and he promised to do the dishes to make me feel better today.
but he didn't. so i don't feel good, and there are dishes everywhere.
boo hiss.
oh, and i saw the copper today. made some lame story about wanting to check up on work stuff when he called the workie, and kinda checked in on how much trouble i was in with the workie because of his text. boo hiss to him too.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
change is in the wind
well, I don't want to say any thing yet, because i'm not sure if anyone reads this, and i don't want to let the cat out of the bag, but i'm hoping to have exciting news in about 3 weeks.
wow.
i can't believe i sent the application in, let alone that it might actually lead to something.
I think that this is the most exciting thing i've done in ages.
very cool.
in news i can talk far more about, this copper who i was chasing about 12 months ago has been calling. It was the Police and firemans ball on the weekend, and i went with the workie and some other friends. usually the best night of the year, but the band was way to mellow this year, so the dancing sucked and i wasn't nearly as naughty as I have been in the past.
anyways, 'the copper' as he is known didn't go this year. He told me 2 different stories as to why. the first version was that he didn't like the ball. plausible i guess. the second was that he is now under the thumb. more likely in my view.
anyways, we ran into him at one of the pubs after the ball, and it turned out that he was actually working on the night, and said that he would drive us home. taxi's tend to be at a bit of a premium on P&F night, so that was a great option. he gave me his number (in front of the workie and with his knowledge i might add, don't want anyone thinking i'm some crazy hussy!) and i put it in the phone.
We did call him later, and arrangements were made to take my friend home to her place. anyways, i ran into him on tuesday, and he asked why doesn't the workie like me? i said that the workie didn't dislike him, because that is the truth. I think that maybe the workie thinks he's a bit of a tool, but he doesn't dislike him or anything. he sent me a text after that, saying something like 'you're hot' and some crappy work stuff after that. unfortunately for him, it was the workies phone that i had used on Saturday night, and he obviously didn't realise!
lucky for me the workie thinks its hysterical. he is so inspiringly trusting of me, and i love him more for that. he knows i'm only interested in one man, and that is him. accordingly, he thinks its funny, not problematic. yay!
anyways, we didn't send anything back, and so he tried to call me last night... and got the workies message bank. now i would feel kinda bad for him, and i would have set him straight, except that this is a grown man, with a bad track record, who knows i am very happily involved, and has been with the same girl for about 11 months himself! serves him right!
am i right?
wow.
i can't believe i sent the application in, let alone that it might actually lead to something.
I think that this is the most exciting thing i've done in ages.
very cool.
in news i can talk far more about, this copper who i was chasing about 12 months ago has been calling. It was the Police and firemans ball on the weekend, and i went with the workie and some other friends. usually the best night of the year, but the band was way to mellow this year, so the dancing sucked and i wasn't nearly as naughty as I have been in the past.
anyways, 'the copper' as he is known didn't go this year. He told me 2 different stories as to why. the first version was that he didn't like the ball. plausible i guess. the second was that he is now under the thumb. more likely in my view.
anyways, we ran into him at one of the pubs after the ball, and it turned out that he was actually working on the night, and said that he would drive us home. taxi's tend to be at a bit of a premium on P&F night, so that was a great option. he gave me his number (in front of the workie and with his knowledge i might add, don't want anyone thinking i'm some crazy hussy!) and i put it in the phone.
We did call him later, and arrangements were made to take my friend home to her place. anyways, i ran into him on tuesday, and he asked why doesn't the workie like me? i said that the workie didn't dislike him, because that is the truth. I think that maybe the workie thinks he's a bit of a tool, but he doesn't dislike him or anything. he sent me a text after that, saying something like 'you're hot' and some crappy work stuff after that. unfortunately for him, it was the workies phone that i had used on Saturday night, and he obviously didn't realise!
lucky for me the workie thinks its hysterical. he is so inspiringly trusting of me, and i love him more for that. he knows i'm only interested in one man, and that is him. accordingly, he thinks its funny, not problematic. yay!
anyways, we didn't send anything back, and so he tried to call me last night... and got the workies message bank. now i would feel kinda bad for him, and i would have set him straight, except that this is a grown man, with a bad track record, who knows i am very happily involved, and has been with the same girl for about 11 months himself! serves him right!
am i right?
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
i miss my mummy and daddy
my parents are away, they've been gone for 2 months, and won't be back for 2 more, and i miss her.
and not just because there is a huge pile of washing in our laundry.
not just because it was inspection day today and we cleaned our own house. (that was actually really satisfying!)
not because i would like to have some help hanging some stuff around the house.
but because i have a couple of exciting, but huge decisions to make, and I miss them
i love being this age, because i have such a special relationship with them, and i respect their opinions, and they give such good advice, and I could use some reassurance (and maybe a free feed and dad's beer!) and its just not the same on the phone.
i'm excited that they are having fun, and that they aren't waiting to retire to do stuff because i would hate for them to get hit by a bus and miss out on that fun stuff.
but i miss them.
and not just because there is a huge pile of washing in our laundry.
not just because it was inspection day today and we cleaned our own house. (that was actually really satisfying!)
not because i would like to have some help hanging some stuff around the house.
but because i have a couple of exciting, but huge decisions to make, and I miss them
i love being this age, because i have such a special relationship with them, and i respect their opinions, and they give such good advice, and I could use some reassurance (and maybe a free feed and dad's beer!) and its just not the same on the phone.
i'm excited that they are having fun, and that they aren't waiting to retire to do stuff because i would hate for them to get hit by a bus and miss out on that fun stuff.
but i miss them.
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
trust
I hate being paranoid.
i hate not really trusting him.
i hate that him telling me "i'm not going anywhere" is not nearly as comforting as I want it to be.
and for that, i blame the ex.
i blame him for these trust issues. because i did trust him, and he dogged me.
i know that the workie is a different man.
I know that the workie is a better man.
but the damage is done, and i don't know how to fix it.
i hate not really trusting him.
i hate that him telling me "i'm not going anywhere" is not nearly as comforting as I want it to be.
and for that, i blame the ex.
i blame him for these trust issues. because i did trust him, and he dogged me.
i know that the workie is a different man.
I know that the workie is a better man.
but the damage is done, and i don't know how to fix it.
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