The men in my life...(or lack of)

I thought it was about time I updated you on my situation with men at the moment.  Well, more of an update of the men that used to be in my life!

I purused my old blog to see where I left you.  Only two were sort of in my life at the beginning of last year. 

There was Fed.  The guy who pursued me for a year before I succumb, to then find out he was two timing me with his ex Nicky.  Well they were on again for major part of the year...until on New years eve, he got incredibly drunk and called her a slut for becoming a teenage mum, in front of a bunch of people.  She screamed and carried on when they left, beating him up on the high street, and finally dumping him!  About time the stupid girl saw the light.  Fed has since moved out of Blah to a nearby village, still pops in, but nobody really wants to have anything to do with him. I see him every Friday at work when he pops in for a coffee, but that's it, just aquaintances.

Then there was Liam, Hattie's brother.  To recap, we shagged one night sometime in 2008, and when his ex found out about it, got back together with him.  I refused to have anything more to do with him.  Then they split up AGAIN, this time for good, and we ended up in bed again beginning of 2009 after he was chasing me, saying he was totally over her.  She had a new boyfriend.  Nothing else happened after that night, he was just scratching an itch.  Not long after, Liam started dating Hattie's closet friend, Sherrie.  They are still together, although they fight all the time I believe.  The trouble Hattie's got into again, involves Sherrie....I'll continue that story another time.

Soooo???....I hear you ask. Any other men since then?

Only one other.  Claire and I went to a wedding of a friend in July 2009, and I met Tom.  He was the only single bloke there and quite cute.  He was spending a lot of time with Claire and I thought he liked her.  By the end of the night (in a night club in a nearby city) he told me was actually shit scared of Claire and the only reason he followed us from the wedding was he was interested in me all of the night, the only reason he was talking to Claire.  Claire then ended up picking up some guy  in the club we were at, and went back to our hotel room with him, leaving me with Tom, so I ended up going back to his hotel and we had a fumble.  The most embarrasing thing was the next morning, going to the Little Chef restaurant next to the hotel still in my wedding garb, to join him and his friends (all couples) for breakfast (of course they all had changed, I was 10 miles from my hotel!). we swapped numbers, arranged that I go over to the where he lived the following weekend, texted quite frequently, but then the day I was supposed to go over, he acted like a total dick saying he wasn't after a relationship, when I wasn't even fucking asking for one!  I didn't even enjoy our fumble at all, but liked the attention at the time.

And that's the last time I received any 'attention'.  Yes, you heard it here.  Vi has actually been dormant in the fella department for the last 8 months.  I've decided I really cannot be bothered with ANY bloke.  AC and Chief certainly stuffed that up for me back in 2007.  So I spent most of 2009 concentrating on work, kids and travelling.  After the Egypt holiday in Jan 2009, I took my mother to Greece in July, the kids to Cornwall in August, went to Las Vegas in October and then Oz in December.

And as I've posted earlier, this year is even more busy, so I don't have time for a fella in my life, let alone the chance to look for one.

Free...single...and loving it!