I have a hot date tomorrow - lunch with a very nice gent I met in the library.
I am very nervous because he doesn't know I have fibro and rheumatoid arthritis.
The couple of times we have briefly met, I have been tanked up with Tramadol, and managing to walk pretty well. I am terrified that if we sit at the lunch table, I shall 'freeze' when I try to get up, and be unable to move.
When I'm with people I know, I just laugh these things off, off, but I don't know this man very well. He's also drop-dead gorgeous, and I think I'm punching well above my weight!
I am tempted to call and make excuses not to go, but I do enjoy his friendship.
Please God, let me have a make-over during the night. Please sort out my wonky knees, please smooth and thicken my frizzy hair, please even-out my rabbity front teeth, and if you can manage it - make me look a bit more like Angelina Jolie.
Is that asking too much? Yep - guess so!
I think I'm too old for this dating lark - I feel like a nervous teenager. Ah well, I shall have to be brave and not be too disappointed when he gives me the bum's rush!
If you hear a loud banging sound coming from the Southampton direction, it's my knees knocking (NOT what you lot were thinking. Honestly- you have got such dirty minds!)
Yours desperately ...Moffy x