Two Headed Hydra

What a morning! Went for meeting in the City and walked back to the West End feeling like a flirty superwoman in a fitted power outfit and cute ponytail flapping as I strode down the classic old streets. The City is such fascinating part of the world where the old trades-world of the Empire meets the modern today. Ancient churches and working-men-pubs mix with flashy bankers and steel windows. And so masculin and sexy. Tons and tons and heaps of great men in great classic English or Italian tailored suits, with important jobs and responsibilities and power. Everywhere! Love it.

And in this spirit of extreme confidence and happiness, my positive, strong and self-confident self decided to tell my other dark and pessimistic self off a bit:

- "What is this bitter and low nonsense with the Kangaroo´s lack of contact all about? He has told you that he is very busy and that this whole week was difficult to meet up. Then YOU said that you could only meet up Wednesday, but he never said it would work for HIM? No, he might not be overly in love with you and stop the world from turning for you... yet. But for crying out, you only just met and you´ve both been either away or occupied since!! He wants to see you, he calls you, sees you first thing when back from Aus and is ever so sweet when you meet up. YOU are the one who have said that it´s no point in dating, and that you can mind as well meet up in 2010 instead. Very sexy. Don´t be such a baby."

And as always, when this side of me talks, I feel a lot better. And in the spur of the moment, I decide that it´s so much sexier to be self-confident, happy, sparkling, so I decide to call him, hoping to get to a voicemail where I could leave a flirty and sweet message. All works out. And I feel absolutely great about it afterwards. And as a magic wand has waved the air, within 5 minutes, I get a text message which is fun and cute and says he´s in a conference and will call back when time is.

Best possible outcome. Many thanks my strong confident self for stepping in, would need some more of her every now and then. And of course, this doesn´t mean anything else than that we are still in contact.

But is does mean, which is a lot more important, that I feel great about myself again.