I didn't really know what to call this post, but I feel I should really update my blog, as I am aware that I have been very quiet. The truth is I have been busy, as ever, but this time I've been busy enjoying myself and being happy.
Tomorrow will be the six month anniversary for myself and my new boyfriend, who I shall call Mr X. Its a long story, in fact, we have known each other for about 20 years. We were at Polytechnic together (I want to be pretentious and put University, but he will snigger at me for that!)
It all started just before the marathon...
I was talking to a joint friend of ours, saying that I thought I ought to think about moving on, dating, joining a website or some such monstrous idea, and she piped up with, "You should go on a practice date with Mr X!" I just looked at her, and said "Pardon?" "Yes, he likes you." She said. I didn't really know what to make of this, so instead I went round to another friends house (again a joint friend) with the other said friend and together they helped me get set up on a dating website. It all felt a bit weird and strange (I've never quite known what to make of internet dating).
So over the next few days I looked at my profile and the offers coming in, it was quite exciting, but in the back of my mind, I kept thinking, "I could go out with him...or Mr X" In the end I had to admit to myself that I also liked Mr X, and the awkwardness I felt was that it was someone I had known for years, someone who knew me, came to my wedding party, I went to his etc (he is now divorced) and I wasn't quite sure how to get out of the "friend zone".
Some friends (the ones mentioned earlier) had been trying to organise a Come Dine with Me evening, and we had been paired up (me and Mr X), but this seemed to be fizzling out, and not sure how to "go on a practice date" I decided to text him and discuss our team tactics, these involved, well, going out for dinner!
I was at a conference when I texted him and he didn't reply until the middle of the night! I didn't sleep well that night! Anyway after a few texts about tactics, we were going out for dinner to discuss menus (A DATE!!!!)
And that will be six months tomorrow. They have been a lovely six months. I don't want to turn this into a Barbara Cartland novel, so I shall leave it at that.
But whilst I have been happy, it has taken the Menace some time to get used to it. Thankfully they do get on, but he was very jealous at first, he was used to my undivided attention, and within all the enjoyment of dating, its been a period of adjustment for us all. Mr X is used to peace and quiet, and control over his environment, not chaos and lots of children (there is often others around), and the Menace has had to learn to share his mum, not as easy as he thought. And I have to say dating AND being a mum is different than dating in your twenties, although I have really enjoyed it, but I have had to learn to put myself first sometimes, not always the Menace. (Its quite nice though)