A lengthy catch-up - welshchick

A lengthy catch-up

I've been off work for the entire week with a horrid cold. I don't think it's been flu but it certainly knocked me for six whatever it was; high temperature, aching limbs, headaches, general grossness, etc., etc. I've not been out of the house for days and, as a consequence, think I may be going slightly mad. Today, however, I feel suddenly better and the end of this illness seems to be well and truly in sight. Thank God! I want my life back!

But anyway, I thought I'd take the opportunity to catch up with my poor blog...again. I add an entry after a few weeks of neglect with such good intentions of keeping it going, and then suddenly another month or so has gone by and I haven't thought to log in. I used to write a couple of entries every day, but not now. I'm definitely one for fads and I think perhaps this blog was one. Oh well.

So yes, I thought I'd provide a 'This is where My Little Life is at in this precise moment in time on a damp and dreary Friday in early March' entry. Thrilled at the prospect? Don't be!

Firstly, I'm almost 28. That scares me, but not too much because that's still young, and apparently I look younger than 28. All good!

Secondly, I'm still living with my ex-boyfriend. Yes, I know we should have moved out of our one bedroom flat long before now, but we're lazy and poor and this flat is so very nice. I sense a question or two forming in your mind so I'll answer with a yes, we still sleep in the same double bed and no, it doesn't feel in the slightest bit strange. Well, ok, in a way it does, but on the whole not at all. Our relationship became sexless so many months ago that to share a bed together without any hanky panky going on has become quite the norm. We're a lazy pair when it comes to change of any kind, no doubt a reason why our 'relationship' dragged on for so long. But yes, we do need to move out, especially since I've discovered another person to enjoy a bit of much-missed hanky panky with (although there are problems there too, but wouldn't life be boring if things ran smoothly?! I'll come onto that another time I think).

Thirdly, as suggested, I think I've just about bagged myself a new man. I've already mentioned him in this blog I see. I won't say too much about him for now. Suffice to say he's 26, Welsh (with one of those soft, deep Welsh accents that I love) and very gorgeous. He's not the type I'd usually go for, but there's something wonderfully sexy about him that I can't quite put my finger on. I'm an excited mess whenever I'm around him, and that's long before he slides a hand down the back of my jeans to stroke my butt. Have I mentioned his hands before? Yes?! Ok, I'll spare you this time. He lives with 3 other guys in a house just on the outskirts of Cardiff and I seem to spend most weekends there. I think perhaps that's why I'm in no rush to move out of this flat. I'm so rarely here lately.

The ex must suspect that I'm seeing someone, he'd be foolish not to. I've not told him anything and he may well think that I just like to spend a lot of time with my 'new blokey friends', but he's not stupid.

And on that note I find myself suddenly exhausted with typing this short novel so I'll leave it there. I'll be back in another month or two with some random update no doubt, so until then farewell.

PS. I feel like I'm on Speed! Please bear that in mind when reading the above. Perhaps I ought to have put that at the start of the entry? Oh fuck-it! Bye!

2.3.07 18:05

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