Ian finally rang today and wished me Happy New Year. Gee, thanks. On the fifth of January. He had a lovely time away with his family. I am so pleased for him. He said he should be OK to come over for a couple of hours on Wednesday night, even though he isn’t back at work yet. I know it’s my own fault for continuing to see a married man, but it annoys me when I feel I’m being slotted in. I should do something about it. I’m going to.
Looking forward to Wednesday night, though. What’s the matter with me?