Valentine Smalentine!

Saturday isn't meant to hurt (unless the night before consisted of alcohol, kebabs and bad choices.)

So instead of spending this Valentines day, or as the single gal in me likes to call it - Saturday, surrounded in chocolates, teddy bears and flowers, I shall surround myself in memories of why I'm still single.

And what better way to start then to update you all on my Winter Christmas Boyfriend.

Wine and Tissues at the ready : Here we go.

So while I was living it up in the sun at home, I was receiving almost daily messages from the *boy.  Lovely messages about making plans to meet up again once I was back in London.  Filled with compliments and messages saying that he "like likes me" I was done for.

On my return, we still messaged each other.  Not as often, but I was telling myself he was messaging me late at night London time while I was away and due to jet lag, I was in bed by 9 (So Cool!)

Slowly the messages started dwindling out.

Then one night while I was out with my old work friends, I did something horrible.

I wish I had a good excuse to why I did it.  

I was drunk? 

I was emotional? 

I was lonely?  

..... I have no excuse!

I sent a drunk text!

 I'm not a drunk texter.  I don't make drunk calls.  So what was going on in my head is something that the wine, and some part of my brain that is choosing to not remember, knows.

Without quoting word for word, it was on the lines of saying I miss you and wished he was here to keep me company (bow chicka wow wow)

He replied the next morning.

"Lol"

....... ahhh what?

How could anybody think that my drunk advances should be replied to with Lol?

I was embarrassed and angry, not a good combo.  So I didn't reply in the hopes that he would message me again and see the error of his ways.

A couple of silent weeks later, he sent me a message saying he forgot to ask me how I enjoyed the recent snow in London.  He was back to being sweet and telling me that I "rocked his world" BOO YEAH! Single guys form a line!

So he was asking about how I was doing and as I am between jobs at the moment, I told him I was bored but waiting to hear back from a job.  His response.

"Lol"

....... Seriously? What the hell?

Since this recent LOL-athon, it has been silent on all fronts.  Note I did reply to the Lol, he has seen it and hasn't replied.

I think that this marks the end of the winter Christmas boyfriend.  

Until he wants to call or message me again and mess with my emotions some more.

So screw you Valentines day!

Sam needs chocolate and wine.... STAT!!

Aussie Out

xo

*I am now calling him the boy because that is how he is choosing to act.