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I'm a bad man. I did something horrible to Shell this morning.
We got home around 1.30am and went straight to sleep (I'd been drinking, she hadn't). The alarm went off at 9am, as I had to pick the kids up 10am. We didnt get out of bed, IYSWIM.
At 10.10am, Bimbo called to see where I was and I told her I was running late due to setting my alarm wrong.
What I should have said was that I had been detained by a beautiful, sexy and intelligent female who I've fallen for completely.
Shell was not impressed in the slightest and I have spent all day feeling like a heel and quite rightly so! When I turned up to get the kids, I told them why I was really late, but it was too late by then. Shell is OK with it now, but frankly I'm not. Why the hell didnt I want to tell my ex- the truth? For fear she would somehow punish me for being happy? Well, yes. She has done that before I suppose. But not a good enough reason. Urgh! If I could punch myself I would.
Went into town after picking the kids up and seem to have finished off the Xmas shopping. Maybe 1 or 2 presents still to get and I'm done. Tuesday is the gangs present swapping evening (8pm at the Observatory), so that should be cool.
Not seeing Shell until Sunday night. After spending a week with her 24x7, its really hard not being around her all the time. I mean, I know we have to work and everything... We got on so well last week - neither of us got bored/annoyed/fed up about anything - and I've never been like that before. Freaky!
The kids and I also decorated the Xmas tree today. Pictures are in the gallery (under the Miscellaneous section) plus I have put some pictures up from Center Parcs.
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