Hello everyone, I am going to Cuba again, Antonio and i have been emailing one another and at the end of August he asked if i could return again soon. I was stunned at first as the plan was maybe next year, but i thought to find out sooner rather than later if we still liked each other. He asked to rent a house with him, not a hotel, so i called my friend Morag, who i book my holidays with to see could she get me a flight. So i made my flight reservation, i was lucky to get a flight only there was only two left so i quickly accepted the 26th September. I’m so nervous but excited also.

A friend of a friend rang me on Thursday to go out on Saturday but i said i didn’t know i was at work and couldn’t talk, she said she’d phone back but it was late when she did and i was tired and ready for bed so i didn’t answer. Also i thought well i haven’t heard from anyone for about three weeks, they only call when they want to go out. So she rang and rang the next day while i was in work again !! In the end i had to text and say i’m working, i’m sorry but i wont be going out, i’m too tired and want to save my money to go away. So after the events and stress of last week i’ve stayed home alone.

I didn’t go out on the Saturday, it was the Mathew Street festival, first time i haven’t been in a few years, i could have gone out with my friends on the Sunday, i wish i had, but  a friend from Birkenhead had asked me to go to a bbq she had been invited to. I got to my friends about three o clock, problems with the trains made my journey take longer, we had a coffee then got to the bbq about four o clock. I felt a bit awkward at first as i didn’t know anyone, but we sat with a couple of women and i soon got chatting and after a couple of vodkas relaxed. I think it was about half past nine when my friends husband came to pick us up, she said for me to stay but i said no i’ll go home with you. Everything was fine as i thought, when we got to her house she took me to sit in the conservatory, she poured me a vodka from the bottle she bought me, then as soon as i sat down she let me have it, firing insults and damning questions at me about how i live and who i see. So i let her have it too, bringing me all the way over there to do that, if she had a problem with me and didn’t like my lifestyle she shouldn’t have invited me, not that it’s got anything to do with her. I had already told her in previous telephone calls i had had enough of people telling me who i should be with and how to live my life. Some people are so smug about their life, and have short memories, they think because they’re part of a couple or family unit they’re above me, her included, needless to say she is no longer my friend and wont be missed.

Because of what happened i went and stayed the night at my  sister Hazels, they were at a bbq too, i came home with my niece, we got a lift, the others had to wait for a taxi. We had a good chat when we got home about what had happened and other things, she’s of the same mind as me.

On Monday we didn’t do anything, they’ve just got back from holiday and still tidying up, ugh i know that too well. We went for a pub meal about five o clock, that was nice, i had soup to start and the salmon in lemon butter, Hazel and Chris had chicken, Asleigh had a veggie korma and Nicola had pizza. We came back about half past seven, Hazel and Chris were going to the pub quiz later, they dropped me off at the train station on their way.

During the evening i recieved a text asking was this my number, it turned out to be an ex boyfriend from three maybe four years ago, ha blooming cheek. It started off just friendly but then the cheeky texts started, i don’t know who he thinks he is but i ignored those, he wanted to meet up but i told him i hadn’t forgotten why we broke up. I should have told him he was one of the worst and meanest boyfriends ever and he was another one i was well rid of. Eventually after a couple of days pleading he gave up, said he was going to try and make the relationship he was in work, he must have thought i was going to drop everything and welcome him back with open arms. Well he got his eye wiped too.

I had some holidays left to take so i had the Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off work, also being the bank holiday weekend it meant i was off until the following Tuesday, so i had a really nice break. On the Tuesday my friends at work had put £50 in a card, which i wasn’t expecting, i wanted to cry. Maureen and Sheila also got me chocolates and a litre bottle of vodka and cards

I went to town on the Wednesday to see what i could buy with the money, it was a nice sunny day, but i couldn’t make my mind up. I’d wanted some diamante hoops, and a cardigan, i wanted a long sleeved one for the cooler nights to wear with my tops but i didn’t find any i liked. I got my hoops and a cropped cardigan to wear with the mint coloured top i was going to be wearing to go out the next night from my favourite shop, Jane Norman. While i was looking around i had a chat with my sister about coming over to go out with us, it was the first time since the break-up of my marriage, so i was happy we were getting back on friendly terms again. Then he texted me happy birthday my darling wife from your husband hamada i was so angry and it made me feel sick all over again, i sent him a message back, then called and told him in no uncertain terms was i his wife or he my husband, but he’s so ignorant and arrogant of me, i was so angry i was shaking after. It took a while but eventually i calmed down, my brother goes mad with me for responding, i try not to but sometimes i find it difficult.

On Thursday we had my night out, my sister Ruth came over about 7.30 we had a drink and finished getting ready, then got a taxi, i’d arranged to meet Maureen and Sheila from work, my friend Ann and her friend Sheila in the New York bar in Allerton road. They were getting there about 8pm but i knew we’d be later because Ruth was working and had to travel, my friend Jean from work arrived just after us, i didn’t know she was coming, i’d texted her but she didn’t reply, so that was a nice surprise. We had a couple of drinks in the New York then went over the road to another bar, they had a singer on, it was very expensive in there, we had a nice night and everyone enjoyed themselves, and i was happy everyone mixed. The girls from work left us about 12, because they had to get up for work, we got a taxi into town, we went to Flares in Mathew Street. We had a great time and danced all night. Ruth and me got a taxi home, i don’t remember getting into bed.

Ruth had us up just after nine o clock the next morning, ugh i don’t know how or why she was up that early, especially as how she said we didn’t get in until 4am. We had some bacon and egg then Ruth left about eleven o clock to go swimming ugh i never moved all day, i wasn’t fit to. I went back to bed about two o clock for a couple of hours but i still felt ill and out of it, i wasn’t the only one either, my friend Ann texted me she enjoyed herself but was suffering today. It was the next day before i felt human again, but a good time was had by all