Singledom…

…has it’s perks.

1. I can make plans with my friends at the drop of a hat and not worry about dinner
2. I can flirt with the cute guy & if I want to, I can kiss him in wildly in public & take him home & make memories that will live with me forever. (actually I wish this happened more often)
3. I can eat cereal for dinner if I feel like it
4. I can sleep late and wake when i want to
5. I can spend all evening on my PC if I like
6. I can give my 2 cats my undivided attention
7. I can stick pretty butterfly stickers on my wall

All this is great – yet I have to admit that it seems to be getting a bit old. Probably because I do not have as much of Point 2 as I would like to.

I am a self-professed nympho, but there is a fine line between slut & nympho and I do my best to stay on the side that still classes me as a lady.

I am a bad girl with standards.

So having Greg here for the wedding was a peak into what married life would be like:

• Wake up in the morning and while one makes the coffee, the other makes the bed.
• Drive to work and chat about plans for that night and dinner.
• Spend time in the kitchen having tickle fights while dinner is being cooked and then afterwards sitting outside on the patio with a glass of wine chatting about all sorts of things while giving the cats love.

Greg is a quiet guy, but he has something about him that make people love him instantly.

Since he left, my work colleagues have not stopped talking about him & want him to come to our christmas party on Saturday and then want me to make him stay, even the tea-lady thinks he is nice and should be my husband. My sister-in-law wants me to marry him.

A stranger from school whom I have had no contact with for years, sees his photo and says I must find a man and why not him.

I would tend to agree where it not for our very strange past. Greg and I hit it off since the very beginning & yet we have never managed to quite start a proper relationship or even a proper fling.

He drove the hormones nuts every single day he was here, yet it never felt like it was right to make a move on him.

Greg remained an absolute gentleman, even when my bathtowel slipped and he almost got an eyeful of fat backside (courtesy of my absence from the gym for the past 6 weeks)

I would love to make a proper go of it, but I don’t want a long distance relationship, so perhaps it is just not right to start anything that we will just hurt us both.

For all I know, he feels nothing for me anyway and then this whole post is just a story about 1 sided attraction.

That would just be embarrassing wrong!

 

 

 

Things I miss

1. Talking to Greg on the phone
2. My waistline
3. JR
4. Hugs from Kevin
5. Eden concerts in the good old days where Johan used to wave at me from stage
6. Boomie
7. My grandfather
8. Our yearly birthday cocktail ritual with Bradyn
9. Vampire Diaries
10. Game nights
11. My Grans coffee
12. Believing in Father Christmas / Easter Bunny / Tooth Mouse
13. My place in Sunninghill
14. My clothes that dont fit me anymore
15. My pretty elephant bracelet I used to wear

Passion + Man = Nil

Let’s be honest – you need true passion if you are going to be with someone – and that is something that is sorely lacking in my life at the moment.

Greg has let me down and I am currently debating whether or not to cut him out of my life once and for all.

He came up with a great idea to go away for our birthdays because we are a week apart. I loved the idea and did some research into possible accommodations.

I have always wanted to stay in the cutest little treehouses which also boast a private jacuzzi bath in another little tree linked by a walkway.

The treehouses are along the Midlands Meander, and because Greg is from that area, I would fly to him and we could drive there.

It is a bit pricey, but I am prepared to stay there a night or 2 and spend the rest of the week at his place where we can laze about and watch dvds and eat popcorn.

I am still waiting for him to commit to anything. Seriously?!

It p!sses me off that this was his idea to begin with & now he just ignores me when I ask him what is happening.

A night or 2 is not too hard on the pocket- surely a night or 2 is not unrealistic if he had considered what budget he would need for a week away.

I have pretty much given him an ultimatum on the holiday – but I have now decided that the ultimatum will extend to our friendship/relationship as well.

I will not be messed around by anybody – he has a few days to give me his decision & if I hear nothing from him, then that is over.

I am crazy about him. But I am not crazy