Being wooed

I've been wooed by Rob for a week now and I have to say he is getting to me. I do look forward to his texts rather than feel anxious about them now. I also like chatting to him on the phone. He has a nice sense of humour and he always listens to my old rubbish so like yesterday when I told him I was dying my hair later he asked how it had come out...he seems interested in me and all my little nonsences.

Its this that feels strange. I'm used to someone cutting through my life and just getting to the sex which used to offend me but I got resigned to, now I am having to change again to adapt to someone being interested in me...it feels wierd but nice.


He's sent some lovely texts 'I'd spotted this beautiful woman and I made a beeline for her and I'm glad I did because I am taking this beautiful woman out tomorrow night.' Thats just one...he is always sending me messages telling me how beautiful I am or how gorgeous. Trouble with having low self esteem is that you just don't believe it. But who knows maybe in his eyes I am beautiful...then your horrible self esteem or lack of it says 'ahh but if he finds you beautiful he must be ugly or desperate himself..and so it goes on.

Anyway the plan to day is to meet him at Liverpool Street. He was so sweet wanting to come back on the train to meet me in case I didn't like travelling by myself. I like this being looked after and shall encourage it rather than state my independence...out with a hundred years of feminism I'm a mere weak and feeble woman. Jayne says I should drop my handbag and see if he will pick it up lol.

We're probably going to Islington because he knows that area well and likes the bars there so that will be different and then I am or we are getting the later train home, not the last but almost.
I met Lorraine in the Hare last night for drinks and chats it was nice catching up. I know things are changing but I do hope our friendship stays good. She's lovely when she is tiddly.

Had a quick chat with him while I was walking home, followed by more texts and then into bed and sleep.

Lovely sunny, crisp spring day today and I want to do some gardening and housework and pottering before I head out later this afternoon. Also need to phone chris and Ray as things sound pretty bad down there for them all.

No news from Mr V and I have been visualising waving goodbye to him. He is standing by a car, big grin, arm in the air waving to me...its a nice visulisation full of happiness.