It's a not so sunny monday morning and is anything i'm not in a particularly sunny mood today. In many ways i would rather Mr Happy just text and tell me he doesn't think we should see each other anymore, or that it's becoming too complicated - whatever excuse married men generally use to finish something they started to begin with.
This waiting is getting on my nerves, i can't believe i'm actually sitting around waiting for him to text back, if it hadn't been for the arguement on friday i wouldn't be that worried about it. the fact the arguement started with a little joke that he doesn't get in touch when he's home as much as when he's in London started it all off. It was said in jest but then the wife and kids were bought into it. Not a good idea as i didn't like that being thrown in my face one bit.
So now haven't heard from him since he got on the train saturday morning, that was only a breif text in reply to me asking how he was and how work had finished up. No have a nice weekend or anything.
So tomorrow morning hopeefully i'll be able to talk to him before he gets into work or at least hear from him would be a good start.
One thing is in a way i hope he does break it off with me because if he comes back all smiles and miss you's i know i'll just fall back into bed with him. it's only have 12. Fishing takes all day could still hear something.
