I’m back from holidays!

First up let me please say sorry to everyone for the lack of posts and comments to everyone over the last 3 weeks.  I have been on holidays from work and I tend to not use the computer very much when I’m on holidays because I just use it so much at work I get burnt out.

Next up HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone.  I hope you all had fantastic holidays and are all looking forward to the next year in a happy and positive way.  I’m trying to….

So what’s been happening?  Well not a lot really.  I haven’t been to the gym in 2 weeks.  I am extremely sunburnt from a little jaunt to the beach last week (and I have to say while I still look shocking in bathers, I looked better this year in my bathers than I did last year) and it hurts to move but on the plus side, I haven’t had any more one night stands.

So with Miss Mum doing a guest post last week, I thought maybe I should put in my side of the last few weeks.  Yes, a couple of days before Xmas I slept with Mr Hottie.  I tried to get his phone number from Mr English, but he wasn’t giving it out.  I was pining I admit it (and I kinda still am). 

Then along comes New Years Eve.  I knew that Mr Chef was going to be there.  But in all honesty, I had no intention of sleeping with him.  We are the sort of people who always just give each other lots of shit, and have a hard time being nice to each other (though occassionaly we manage to be nice, but it’s damn hard work).  So Mr Chef coming to new years was just going to be nice to see him again, cos I always have fun around him, for some weird arsed reason or another.

Then when Mr Chef said he was going to crash at Miss Mums that night I was a little surprised, but I didn’t mind, because the bed was MINE!  I got there first, bed’s mine.  But then I felt guilty when I went off to bed, because the couch didn’t look very comfy so I said if he really wanted he could sleep in the bed too.  I even promised not to jump him.  And I didn’t!  But yes I admit that I did sleep with him.  And while I’m not proud of the fact that I slept with him just over a week after I slept with Mr Hottie (okay I’m really really fucking ashamed of that, it makes me feel like a slut to be honest, but I’m trying to get over that), I really have no regrets, and I have sat down and thought about it.  Would I have done anything differently if I could do it all over again?  No.  I really don’t think I would.  I would probably do everything exactly the same.

So anyway, that is my very very condensed version of New Years.  I still talk to Mr Chef, he’s just as nasty to me as he’s always been which is a good thing.  Mr Hottie, well I’ve seen him a few times since, and it’s just not the same as it was before we slept together.  There is no more joking between us, hell there is not even any real talking between us.  To top that off I saw him down the pub a couple weeks ago with another girl (though haven’t seen or heard about her since, so dunno what’s up there).  But there really isn’t any talking at all.  Which is sad, because I still kinda pine a bit for him.  Okay I’m not even pining a bit for him.  I’m pining a hell of a lot, because I did actually like him *sigh*  I will get over it.  Again.  Did I mention that my little toyboy has been texting me again, asking to catch up…………..  Will keep you all up to date.  Till then happy new year again everyone.