You've got to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince.
This is the story of one woman dating 100 men in an effort to find Mr Right
It’s five months tomorrow since I first dated Number 11. We’ve had our ups and downs since the last time I posted, but nothing out of the ordinary – a few rows and some insecurities and the usual adjustments to each other’s habits and personalities (he’s a right grumpy git).
It’s the best relationship I’ve ever been in by far. We have more in common than I imagined was possible (being grumpy and git-like for a start) and for the first time he comes first! I always used to worry about what my friends/family thought of my men and I’d often look at them through the eyes of others (often imagining faults that weren’t even there and seing some that were!). This time it’s just me and him and that’s it. In past relationships I’ve realised what I’m doing wasn’t very nice and made a big effort to put my boyfriend first. Sometimes it was hard as I was so easily influenced by other people and I would cringe at things boyfriends said or did. It was like I felt responsible for them, as if they were a part of me or a reflection of me that I had no control over. Now I realise that it might not have been about me being easily influenced but more about me being with the wrong men. This time I don’t even have to make an effort to put him first – he just is.
What anyone else thinks is totally irrelevant and I don’t even think about it. I look at him through my own eyes. And he makes me go weak at the knees.
We have our separate lives and our separate things still at the moment (which is only healthy after just five months) and we haven’t discussed the future at all, but we feel very close even when we’re not together and I really like that feeling.
It’s funny but Fat Scouser called me last week and asked me out again after all this time. Imagine that?! Remember how much I liked him? (Remember when he felt the tops of my Magic Knickers!? Eeek! *Blush*). I agreed to go out as friends but told him I’m happily with someone now. I don’t know if we’ll go out but I’ll post if we do.
I’m looking forward to Christmas this year – which sort of begins tomorrow for me (the parties start!). This year on Christmas day it’s just me and him. I can’t wait. Anyone who knows me will know how much I usually hate Christmas – not this year!
Anyway I’ll stop being all smug and loved up and wish you all a very VERY happy Christmas and a great New Year.
I hope you all get what you’re looking for.