:-)

I'm actually OK... I know that it sounds funny but I am doing a hell of a lot better than I thought I would be.
I think it's because I've been dealing with the fact that we were over for a while now.
I'm really glad things are amicable (well, as amicable as break ups can be) so that really helps. I feel guilty for feeling a little happy but I know that this is for the best and while most think I am devastated I am OK. No denial here, either.

I feel much better and went on a bit of a pampering session after gym this afternoon and had a facial and manicure. I feel all girly and lovely.

I'm focusing on my career, my friends, my family and myself now and I'm realising that that too is just fine :-)

Facials ARE manly!

Special K is back from her honeymoon! She went to Cancun - lucky biatch!! I am so glad to have her back! I took our coffees and lunches and gossip hours for granted.

I had a really chilled weekend. I didn't dust off my stiletto's and dance the nights away, instead I stayed in watched shit loads of TV, drank copious amounts of tea, read my book, had a bubble bath with a face mask and even gave my man his first facial, which he initially moaned and complained about but loved, LOVED, every minute of it. I thought it would be cute to buy a face mask for him and her - ok, I'll admit, that is a very very girly thing to do, but it seemed like an excellent idea when I was in the aisle at Clicks. It has been a battle to get to agree. I have had the face masks for months now.
He questioned everything like: What's that? Are you going hurt me? Will it burn? No, no, no and Relax! was all I said. I cleaned his face, put a mask on and then told him to wait for 10 minutes. "What do you mean, wait for 10 minutes? It's cold!"
A few minutes later:
"It's burning!"
"It is NOT! It's the zing from the peppermint. Just relax and enjoy!" I told him, secretly enjoying the sight of him and wondering how to take incriminating photo's.
A few minutes later, in a little voice: "Is 10 minutes up?"
"No, it's only been 4 minutes."
"Seriously?"
"Put your head back and just chill! This is supposed to be lovely and relaxing."
10 minutes later. I peeled it off, massaged the moisturiser in and patted the eye cream in and kissed his forehead.
"There we go! All done!"
"Seriously? Bu-bu-but I'm enjoying it!"
"Ah HA!! I knew it! I knew you'd love it!"
"My skin feels so soft and that was actually pretty cool!"
"Gay!"
Ok...not the best response ever. I was winning and I would have probably been allowed to do more facials, but one word killed that! Oh I really know how to encourage, don't I? Ripping him off wasn't the best thing and my timing was superb!

I am glad he doesn't read my blog, that would be really really bad!

PS> I'm glad this weekend was as relaxed as it was, because I am feeling so much better, health wise! I feel like a new person and it's day 6 of not smoking! :-)