The art of dating when you are in your 40’s is a perilous, soul destroying mission. I blame my misfortune with men on the 'fairy tale factor'... That never ending belief that love conquers all and that one day a prince will come.
Reality isn't even close to the fairy tale. Especially when the prince doesn’t just come with baggage – he comes with a bitter, money grubbing ex-wife clinging to his back like a hump.
Sunday, July 17, 2016
God I'm sick!
I didn't blog yesterday although I went out for dinner... I came home at 8.30 and crawled straight into bed (not even having a shower and washing my make up off!!)
Today I feel better than yesterday, but still damned queasy!
The upside is, that I lost weight. I was expecting a little gain today! :)