Face of the planet

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According to my mother I diappeared off the face of the planet, as she put it, in explanation for being unable to contact me for less than 72 hours.......72 hours well spent I might say dropping my boy off with his Dad in London and then returning to the arms of a more senior boy whom I met at the party - hence my recent long absence from blogging. It's scary I have to say, feeling this way about someone you (technically) don't really know but would like to know inside out. I am so aware that I rush these things usually and that I have a little baggage for someone who does not have any. So what do they get out of a relationship with a baggage woman? Great sex? Obviously. Great cooking? I am a natural - at beans on toast. Great conversation? When I know how to pronounce adam-ant correctly of course! What else? Ermmmm. We'll see what happens, I am the eternal optimist which is why I rush and blunder so I am currently giving myself a pep talk on the merits of holding back just a little and refraining from telling everything about my eclectic personality and the time I wet myself in front of the class when I was 13.