All By Myself…

Fortunately, loyal blog readers (or should that be the singular?) it’s not all bad news. You see, P has gone on holiday to Europe for a couple of weeks and left me with no one to cuddle (well, apart from the cat).

She did invite me, but it had pretty much been arranged before we met – plus my passport has just run out. Still, P will be seeing old friends and showing her son the sights and sounds of Europe – something I feel that they should do together without me in tow.

Although we’ve only being going out together for a couple of months I believe that this mini-separation will be a defining moment in our relationship - will she miss me and will I miss her? Well, judging by a number of her text messages from said continent she already is!

With regular weather updates, food consumption and sights seen, it’s truly delightful to know that she’s still thinking of me as much as I’m still thinking of her.

Just receiving a simple text message means so much to me – and I think this says so much about my previous relationships where I did all the chasing and texting, plus I’d be lucky to receive a text message out of the blue – let alone a reply. I can’t help but place “Free” and “Lunch” in the same sentence – but being with P is like a true breath of fresh air.

P really has managed to restore my faith in the opposite sex.