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Love got the best of me.

Well I've always said that the only thing, that could come between me and this job, was love.

X couldn't deal with what I do, but it's taken him quite a while to get round to telling me how he really felt.

Anyway, the man opened up the other night and that basically led to me resigning from the agency.

So no more posts about being a working girl...

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I've had one of those days where, I for once didn't really bother to do my nails, hair or makeup before I left home.

I felt so good, until I looked myself in the mirror... I guess natural beauty isn't my thing.

So this evening I'm going to torture myself with waxing and reward myself with doing my nails and hair.

It would have been nice with some company, but I don't think X is ready to set foot inside my apartment just yet.

-no I don't take clients at home, I just think he finds it easier to meet in public places.

I wonder if I'm going to be busy tomorrow at work, I sure hope so.

-or else there's not really much point in being with an agency, which brings me back to going independent.

I like the idea, but with business being rather slow in this miniature capitol, this probably isn't the right time.

I'll have to give it some time and depending on how things turn out with X, I might not being doing this for that much longer.

Is my life as working girl about to end for the sake of love?

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X and I aren't really speaking, it's mostly text messages and when we do speak it's all a load of bull...
Well maybe not all of it, but my God, he really knows how to get to me.
-I know he doesn't do it intentionally and I do love the man, but please lay of the hiding your feelings and pushing me away thing, it's getting boring.


So much for me being the understanding and loving person I want to be.
-well I am, especially towards him, that's why I'm letting out some steam here.


I've had two days off work and tomorrow I'm staying in as well. Giving my legs some time off from the shaving.
I hate how it can really irritate your skin. I really need a remedy for that.
Thursday it's back to newly polished nails, smoking hot lingerie and entertaining men in hotel rooms. That usually takes my mind off things.

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Sitting in ny favorite part of the City enjoying a latte, waiting for my friend.
I love this City... Well at least this part of it.

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The whole X thing has been draining me.
Obviously cause I love the man, but seriously, I've been so tired.

Anyway, the work phone hasn't really been ringing a lot, which surprises me, since I thought I'd be really busy this weekend. I did have a nice trip to one of Radisson hotels last night though.
I made quite an impression on the client and he's definitely coming back for more.
It took my mind of things and I felt a bit more energetic afterwards.

I'm meeting my friend F today (the one I told about my job the other day), she knows X too and hopefully I can let out some of my worries to her, over a coffee.
She's is such a great person and she's a lot like me and she's funny, so I love talking to her.

Well time for sit-ups, squats and some breakfast.

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My head feels heavy and I'm unimaginably tired.


X and I spent the night together... and the morning... and the day.
It's all a big mess and it's so painful to see the love of your life falling apart,  but at least now we both know why.


It will take more than one session with a therapist, but I don't doubt the fact that it will do him good.
I do wonder wether or not him and will one day get back together or just stay really close friends in the future.
-We never had one of those nasty breakups and we both still love each other.


Well, back to work. I'm pretty sure my manager is going to call me within the next couple of hours, with a new appointment, so I've got some sleeping to do.

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Got what I asked for.
A dinnerdate and hotel all in one tonight.


Now all I need is for X to figure out what he wants.
-that, or a big bowl of patience.


Tomorrow will spent with minor hangovers and a little wardrobe updating, well.. If I decide to get up in time for that.


I'm meeting a friend, after the client, for a drink and I just realized that I have to bring some clothes I can change into.
I can't very well show up at the local bar all dressed up in Amy's attire. Not really my style.
Good thing you can get changed in the drivers car.