I’ve just realised I haven’t written my blog for a week now.  Shame on me – I do apologise!

Well what a week of angst it’s been.  I went out with TS last Thursday and had a lovely time.  I then didn’t hear from him the Friday or the Saturday.  Now, I know he said that he’s the kind of man who is only able to think 5 minutes ahead of himself and therefore never makes plans etc, but I’m the kind of girl that needs a bit of reassurance.  I was expecting a text or something to validate my thinking that he’d had a nice evening too.  I decided I couldn’t wait any longer so I text him Saturday night and casually asked him what he was up to that night.  I said that I’d been let down but I still fancied going out and I wondered whether he was free.  Unfortunately someone had beaten me to it and he had already agreed to go out with some of his friends.  However, he actually invited me out with them!  He said we could either meet in the pub or he could call for me and we could walk to the pub together!  This was the validation I needed as he wouldn’t have invited me out if he didn’t like me.  That was enough for me and I declined his offer.  I didn’t want to gate crash his lads night out and I didn’t want his friends to think bad of me for doing so.

This is when the worrying began again.  I didn’t hear anything from him for the next 4 days.  I knew I couldn’t have done anything to put him off me since him inviting me out on the Saturday until then so I was a bit confused.  My friends advised me to wait until the weekend and then get in touch with him.  If I had no luck then I was to forget about him.  Good advice I thought, although I couldn’t wait until the weekend.  I text him Wednesday evening and asked him out this weekend. 

Again I heard nothing. 

I didn’t know whether I was coming or going and was totally gutted about it actually.  I kept thinking how I had managed to ruin it without even seeing him!  Anyway, last night (Thursday) I had a text to say I had voice mail messages.  TS had tried to call several times and for some reason he kept getting my voice mail.  On the third time of trying he left a message asking me to get in touch.  It would seem after all of the worrying I had done my phone was actually broken and I wasn’t receiving incoming calls.  He couldn’t text as he had no credit so it was all a bit of a mess really.  I spoke to him today and we have arranged to go out tomorrow night.  We’re just going out in Guisborough for a few drinks but I’m quite excited about it. 

My friend Sarah advised me to have a few drinks and then snog his face off!  We’ll see what happens…