Ok so I think I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m never ever going to be happy unless some knight in shining armour comes and sweeps me off my feet I’m going to end up a old spinster with millions of cats.
I’ve been seeing this lad, (O yeah I’ve got a fella) I’ll call him Mr X an he’s lovely infact he’s gorgeous, and he ticks all the right boxes in all the right departments if you know what I mean, but he’s boring. He’s quite happy to stay in the same job with the same wage and the same boring people for the rest of his life (he’s a car salesperson for god sake) now I don’t have a problem with car sales people or the job but come on it’s not the most exciting job in the world now is it.
O yeah an he’s married for the first time in my life I’m the other woman am I wracked with guilt, no not really. I didn’t know he was married before we got together I found out 5 months in and by then I was smitten.
He’s really starting to bug me now though just small things but there really beginning to irritate me, take yesterday I asked him what he wanted for Christmas, an do you know what he said, a gold medallion with his initial on, what’s all that about. I said an o yeah what will Mrs X say when she see’s that, I’ll tell her it was off my boss was his reply. Things like that make me wonder is it all worth it.