What to do

Unbelievable. My girlfriend (girl! At our age? It's not seemly) wants to pick up again. She dumped me rather than make changes to her life. Now it seems the changes may be being made. Although, I don't know that. She hasn't said as much, but I have been very clear that we can't go on as it is. So perhaps this is talks about thoughts of maybe considering the issue of having a chat about the possibility of addressing thinking about maybe discussing talks that consider, from a remote position, the concept of making changes.

She is so resistant to any change, no matter how slight (and when I say resistant I mean teflon coated), that her inability to move on maybe, in itself, an indication of refusal to change. So she's coming over tomorrow to have me cook supper while she watches Trinny and Susanah, cries and gets to have sex too. I'm OK with that. I quite enjoy T&S. And sex. I'm deeply shallow. But at least I know to wear deep V-neck T-shirts, and have permission not to tuck my shirt in.

But in the meantime another girl has asked me out. And I said yes. And it's supposed to be this weekend. I was free when I said yes, I may be free again when we come to going out. Obviously if I'm not I will tell her and cancel. I don't know her yet, we may not even get on, but we may. Clearly I owe her honesty. But I don't know what the truth is anymore. Or how I will react to what the unchangeable one may say. But what she says and what happens are often two different things. So I suspect for once I am going to act unimpulsively and wait to see what happens. After all I'm not going out with the new girl until the weekend, so that gives me time to sort out where I'm going with the old girl.

Who'd have thought it, at my age?


And who'd have thought that eventually I would get around to calling my old girlfirend the old girl. It's true, but deeply patronising too. Sometimes it just has to be done. There is an ice floe; we are struggling with cooling, not warming, round here.