Very quick, have been ludicrously busy all day (unfortunately not busy enough to prevent me from dwelling on and welling up?at my desk).
Few things:
1) It’s £50. Universal advice is to sit on it for a week and see what happens. So that’s what I’m doing. This gives any one of you a week to come up with a foolproof “getting him back via the medium of internet banking” strategy. Thinking caps on, comments in…
2) 2 years today since our first date. Gutted gutted gutted. We had such a GREAT first date and I still remember how sick with excitement I was all day long beforehand. I think if I wasn’t sitting on the cash, I’d’ve cracked and emailed to remind him, which would be NON-PRODUCTIVE. So maybe the universe just sent me that money to shut me the fuck up at an opportune moment.
3) He’s at the evening do of a wedding on Saturday – we were both invited during PR. No idea who the couple are! Obviously convinced he’ll meet The Amazing New Girlfriend there and be married himself by September. Btw, it has been pointed out to me that the sooner I run out of knowledge of his social calendar, the better for my own sanity. Unfortunately, I am blessed with an elephantine memory and an obsessive personality. Way to go.
4) I do occasionally get involved in activities that are not to do with All My Pain. Today, relief was provided by going to see the surgeon who’s going to take my wisdom teeth out. Super fun, eh?! Apparently he did Kate Moss’. Maybe I’ll come out a supermodel?
5) he went out for lunch with Tom today. I get the feeling “he” didn’t mention me. BUT, in brilliant psychological manipulation, I deliberately didn’t tell Tom about the money. “He” would expect me to. And Tom would def have mentioned it if he knew. So now I’m hoping that “he’ll” be wondering why I’m not talking about him then feel the fear and come rushing back. I really think about this stuff far too much.
Are we at another weekend already? 9 weeks on Monday…
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