End of a beautiful summer

All good things come to an end, and it was good. Undeniably good.

The time we spent together will remain forever in my heart. But it was not meant to last. Time and distance made it impossible. Our lives are too disparate. Although a 7 hour time difference should not make a difference, His working schedule and mine cut into available time too much. I was unable to cope with the separation. I need His presence.

Here, tangible, I need to feel His warmth and His arms. His voice close to my ears. His love in my heart.

So with sadness we have parted, with love and fond memories. I hope He finds His one, He hopes I find mine.

Weight

I hit a really high number on those horrid scales on Monday, and after a grizzle signed up for Weight Watchers. It was weigh in day today and I lost 6lbs!!!! Go me!

I know that is not sustainable, but it really cheered me up today.

Fingers crossed I can keep it up!

Slack

Yes I know I have been slack but life has been hectic. Work is flat out and horrendous and any spare moment is taken up with the American so am I forgiven?

His visit has only made the feelings more intense, the need to be in contact, the happiness when the phone goes or the computer pings.

He is away for the weekend so I have a little time today, I had been working on the garden but then the most huge thunder and lightening storm hit and rendered that impossible so I retreated for a coffee and a catch up.

Smiles, life is good,

So, tell me again, why was I nervous?

Well, He has gone to work today, ostensibly the purpose of His visit - of course with the reliablility of English public transport He had to arrive much earlier than required....

I cannot believe that He is due to go home tomorrow, these 5 days are just flying past. We have spent much of the time talking, getting to know each other RT and He is just so much more than I could ever have dreamed of.

I feel like I may have known Him a lifetime, perhaps not in this one but the last.

Just watching the clock now until He comes home...

Ok, I wasn't nervous...

It's Sunday, that means it's nearly next Saturday and the American that I have 'known' for years will become more than just words on a screen and a voice on the phone.

He will be here, all 6' of Him. I wasn't at all nervous, but then I read Rosie's post. I have so much to do! Waxing, washing, polishing, tidying, mowing, and that's just the house!

He has booked into a hotel, (safety first Rosie - His idea) and will be here for 5 days, He has some work to do in the City whilst He is here but that will not take long, He added some extra days to a business trip.

I am so looking forward to it but likewise, what if He hates me? I can be so darn annoying, I am feeling really chubby and He is tall and slim and oh I don't know.

Nerves have struck.

Sexy Blogger

Hmmm, ok, well thank you for my award Rosie...and I've been trying to think for days what I have done to deserve it? ...

So, 5 reasons huh?

I am the most unsexy girl I know but here goes.

1) Apparently my voice can lure a man 5,500 miles, (yes!!!) and I've had clients ring just to talk to me because they love my voice and my laugh?

2) Erm....My eyes, although naturally greyish, flash green when aroused and are lovely? (This is so not sexy!)

3) My smile is impish and cheeky and holds promise of wild nights?

4) My deportment is correct and despite being short I can create a 'presence' in a room that has guys rushing to open doors. (Even when they get told off by their wives as they never do it for them..sorry K :0) )

5) And lastly, because He has claimed me for His own and He is gorgeous so i must have something right?

In common with Rupert, everyone i normally read has already completed this, so as i wouldn't get away with sending it to my not quite so open minded and BDSM friendly friends (who don't have a clue, of either this side or that i even blog) I shall pray forgiveness and leave it there.

Counting down the days until the American visits....did I mention that He's coming over? 10 days and counting!

Unnaturally happy

Well, things are going marvellously. We are getting to know each other, likes and dislikes, hopes and fears, there is even a tentative discussion of a trip across the pond....

I am waiting for the bubble to burst and praying it doesn't. When He sends me off to bed at night i positively skip upstairs safe in the knowledge that He is caring for me and there for me.

He leaves little messages through His day for me to find on a morning, just to let me know i am in His thoughts.

I am finding the time difference hard, i am not accustomed to having to count hours to work out whether He is awake or asleep.

But, i am gloriously happy!