I have a new job! Hurray for Charby! Tomorrow I'm starting a new role as a training administrator up in London. No its not ideal cos of poor dog, but I blagged a half hour earlier finish out of them and an extra grand a year.

Hopefully it'll be ok!

So it was two weeks in total of not working, which has felt like a bit of a holiday. I've walked her and FWB's dogs on long walks, I've not done as much in the garden as I'd have liked or around the house, but still did a bit!

We went to a competition and now have our qualification for the flyball champs and FWB is staying for those at least, which is great.

Also its our two year anniversary of that bizarre night when we were both hammered, slept together and cracked on with our arrangement.

He went a bit funny on me on Thursday, moaning at me as I'd been out and not put sun cream on and how I knew I got burnt easily. Then onto some rant about how important it was that we were honest with each other and I could ask him anything I liked.

I always assume he's pretty on the line with me anyway and told him so, and that I had always been honest with him. So not sure what that was all about. He's mega busy at the moment working two fulltime roles and on verge of setting himself up as limited company, so fucking different for Welshy's layabout frustrating ways!

Hoping that this new job in city means I might meet someone new and move on a bit from them both!

I was at a flyball BBQ on Saturday - he didn't come, still bitter about that row in April, so not as much drinking as last time, which was probably good!!

Borrowed a tent and camped over anyway and it was a lot of fun!

I went to the WEmbley playoffs Sunday! Charlton Vs Sunderland - the sequel! Not as exciting of course, but we won and much more drink was consumed. I had a chillout day today, walked the dog, messaged him a bit, napped on sofa. 

Ready to rejoin the real world tomorrow! Fingers crossed this one works out!!