being myself?

Hullooooo *peers nervously around the door*
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It's been a while since I've been here and it's a bit daunting I must say. I wondered what to write on my first post of my new blog, but I reckon you may be so used to my rambling(previous commenter's on my deleted life blog that is) that anything remotely trying to be clever or thought provoking may be laughed at, so I'll just give you a bit of a catch up on what I've been up to.(I'm saying 'you' like I'm assuming people are going to want to read this!)
Well where do i start. I am now a happy singleton instead of one who thought it was absolutely the worst thing ever on the planet, and no longer think having my heart broken was something I'd never survive. In fact I'd go so far as to say I'm actually enjoying myself for the first time in.... well lets just say it feels like a very long time. The broken part of me is now safely stored in the lessons learned part of my brain,only to be used when repeating the same mistakes later.
I'll start with dating:
I've taken the first tentative steps into the scary world of dating and landed somewhat lucky in my first attempt by not having to even look about for him. He came into my then place of work (that's changed too!) bought something,then commented on my lovely glasses. I thought he was lovely but thought no more of it until that night,when out on my first night out in 8MONTHS! he was the first person i bumped into!
We talked all night, he got a peck on the cheek (I'm a lady!)and that was that. Next day there was a note through the door asking me out for dinner. yippee I thought a real man asking me out for a real dinner. But when it came down to calling him back I confess it took me 2 days!. I had been in the same relationship for 13years and to be frank i couldn't bloody remember what to do. How do you have conversation? Is there etiquette involved? do I leave it a bit longer to call? Do I kiss him at the end of the night or the beginning or would he expect more if he's taking me out to a swanky restaurant.Will I talk too much or not enough(i have a tendency to do both depending on the mood) Shit!
Now you all might think that this is just a little bit melodramatic but I was seriously panicking, then someone told me 'just be yourself' and made it worse! I could try that I suppose if I could remember who that was. I've been Mum and wife for so long I'd kind of lost myself in the ether.Now I know I can have fun, have a laugh with my friends, drink too much and make a fool of myself, but that's with people I know, and 9 times out of 10 was in my own home.Shit!
So I did the only thing I could think of, I put on new clothes, put on my best slap,downed a triple vodka and pretended it wasn't a date but a meeting with an important client.
Now I don't know if it was the vodka ,the very expensive new trousers I'd just broken the bank for,or the fact I had put the whole thought of it being a date out of my mind, but I felt super confident after that and found myself actually enjoying the conversation. In fact I'd go so far as to say it flowed! So much so that he left mine at 2am after coffee more chat and the most amazing kiss I've had in years.
Now you may want to know what happened next but I've got a lot of time to catch up on so you'll have to wait, just remember though I'm single for the first time in a lifetime and want to have some fun so don't have me married off yet! x