Ho ho, mondays used to fill me with a sense of dread, all the work and normal monday pantsness.....but no longer, oh no not only do i not work mondays anymore (or thursdays and fridays!!) but after the slack of perving over the weekend, mondays are like christmas every week without the stocking and the turkey!

So i was back in the saddle and had a very productive day, they kids and myself wandered up to feed the donkeys up the road with the moldy carrots i found festering at the back of the cupboard and then went and feed the neighbours cat, back home by 11 and as soon as we stepped through the door the texts started.

The player had risen early to commence with a love in, still in bed and there was some rather suspiscous moaning going on, god i wish he could just wait for a few minutes before he starts with the playing with his manhood, anyway we had some chat, without the dirt i might add, i may be a shitty wife but refuse point blank share the filth with the girls at their tender age.
After that phone call i started to wonder if The player is going to last the long haul, i mean as much as i love the attention from him i have a sneaking suspiscion he is lavishing this much on others too and if i am going to have this affair i at least want to do it with someone who i trust isn't fucking half the married population.
So the player went to the bottom of the pile and me and the girls did some bread making!!

Next up was The porch, sunday i was feeling decidely unkeen about him, couldn't put my finger on exactly why but yesterday he has managed through pure grit to pull something out of the bag, who knows what it is but he just is really nice and i don't have the same feeling as i get with The player, Mr porch is definatly only a one women man (well two if you include his girlfriend), we have a really nice conversation later in the day and i am warming up to him quite quickly.

Then theres the old man, love him.......no don't worry not going to be throwing everything down the shitter but i am very aware that this man has the potential to ruin my life, its the history i guess, the one that got away.
Last night he text me out of the blue in the evening, he had spent the weekend moving house and wanted to know if i would like to go out next weekend, i played it very cool and said i would think about it, i am going.......of course i am going!!!! He finished of the text session by saying 'i am so glad you are around again x'.Awwwwwwwww shit shit shit............note to self, can't get in too deep, messy very very messy.

And max, nothing to say about max, haven't heard from him since sunday morning, not too bothered though, so many men so little time!

Have a little mantra stuck on the fridge at the moment 'live for the moment,die for the cause', not really sure what the cause is at the moment but i am soooo living for the moment!

Work tonight, two nights of grind then back to the leisure, loving that!