115. Daydream or nightmare?

As I waited for my flight to depart I got a message from The Boy Next Door.  For some reason he was telling me all about his new 50 year old divorced neighbour who just moved in and he had fucked on the first day he met her. That Boy has never heard the phrase…Read more 115. Daydream or nightmare?

114. What the very fuck?

I went to work Monday with a spring in my step, knowing I only had to get through a few days before I was on vacation and jetting off to my island getaway.  I mentally started planning my days off; shopping for travel stuff, how I would enjoy my quiet time on the flight, what…Read more 114. What the very fuck?

108. The Lessons

Its been a mere week since my last contact with The Toolman.  While there is part of me that still fantasises about him growing the balls required to mend fences with me, I have to get some perspective. I decided this week to delete my dating apps again. Every time a guy sent me a message…Read more 108. The Lessons

105. My world explodes

Over the following days, The Toolman and I sent a few “good morning” and "good night" texts, but it didn’t feel the same.  We had lost this habit during the last three weeks and it felt forced and disingenuous. During that week I checked his activity on the couples website and it made me mad…Read more 105. My world explodes

104. Torture

The day after I proposed a new relationship paradigm to The Toolman, I sent him a message. He didn’t open it all day and when he did, he didn’t respond. I returned to work on Monday morning and told my friend Mika what happened. As I stood in the staff kitchen with her I began…Read more 104. Torture

103. The Toolman gets punished

The Toolman was right when he told me he was coming down with something.  After we spoke he spent the next four days in bed with a horrible flu. During those four days he was bored and texted me a lot. He was obviously feeling pretty sorry for himself and we missed each other. While…Read more 103. The Toolman gets punished

101. The Toolman gives me a massage

Well, beloved Readers, I am back.  It has been a hell of a few weeks of turmoil and heartache with The Toolman.  There is much to tell you but first we have to go back to where I left off. The Brunette and I had been trying to arrange a dinner date and one set…Read more 101. The Toolman gives me a massage

98. Lunch with The Toolman and The Swingers

We had been talking to a couple for a few months on the swingers website and finally decided to move forward with a meeting. They insisted on a drinks date before any kind of hook up in order to establish if the flirty chemistry of our chats would translate to real life. We arranged a…Read more 98. Lunch with The Toolman and The Swingers

94. The Toolman likes to read

It has been a rough two weeks since I last saw The Toolman.  We were getting short and snappy with each other on our texts and it wasn’t fun. “Here is what I think.” I wrote him in a text from my desk at work,  “I think we are both stressed and busy at work.  I…Read more 94. The Toolman likes to read

93. Another conversation with The Toolman

It was Friday morning and time for The Toolman and I to firm up our plans for the weekend. We had been texting all week with each other and with another couple we had met on the app. There was something about this new couple that didn’t sit well with me so I wasn’t really…Read more 93. Another conversation with The Toolman