Flat as a Pancake....

Strangely flat end to the weekend. Kez went home at about 1:30 to be with her family and stuff and I have been at a bit of a loose end since. A bit of stuff needs doing round the house, just a quick dust and hoover, but I am so dragged down with aches and pains, that I cannot do anything really.

We (she) seem to be going through a slightly sticky patch. Just a bit hung up on previous girlfriends and stuff I think. I keep telling her that there is nothing to worry about but her mind is working overtime. Also she has a book that goes into deep meaning about what characteristics each star sign has. Apparently I get easily bored with relationships and will seek my lustful pleasures elsewhere if I am not being constantly fulfilled. Jeez, I thought that was what it was like for all of us, men and women alike, regardless of star sign.

It didn't help that at the pub yesterday afternoon I introduced Kez to Wendy, a friend of my sisters, and then in Sainsburys I introduced her to Mags, and old work colleague. But hey-ho. Not my fault if I know people.

I will delve into Harty's bible over the next day or so (How To Blow Her Mind In Bed) and pull out a couple of new moves. That should get the focus back where it needs to be (o:

Texts from Brett and John and Charly my daughter, but that is about it for today.

Been to see my folks and gave my Dad a couple of bottles of beer (ale) or whatever it is for Fathers Day. Saw Sue my sister and Hayley my niece, which was really nice. Was supposed to see my kids today, but they seem to have not quite got themselves organised. Gaby (my other daughter) did come round last night and actually sat and talked to me and Kez, which was really nice and felt like a huge step forwards.

Enjoying my new 'just-got-out-of-bed' hairstyle, but Sue thought I was having some sort of midlifer going on... LOL

Right, got a chilli in the microwave, a bottle of wine with "Drink Me" on the label and probably some crap TV to get stuck into.

Oh and had a bit of a SHOCK HORROR moment today. I weigh 12 stone 7 pounds. I have gained 4 pounds in a week and have another week to go at the conference centre with all their three course meals and stuff..... I cannot run due to all my injuries and cannot even work out in a gym. This is total b*ll*cks!!! Try to get fit and look at me, a dribbling wreck.. I had hoped to be under 12 stone by the end of June. I go on holiday at the end of August and need a washboard stomach, pecs that scream out "don't mess with me!!!" and shoulders and arms to match. Face it - it just ain't gonna happen... )o:

What a bummer!