Unclear Focus

Sunday morning. Sun is SPARKLING. Have been on a mental high for 3 days, just cannot stop smiling! Not really sure why, I suppose it's the Christmas season along with my lovely trip to Aus coming up. Because I must be in love with LIFE since I am not in love with anything else! Needless to mention, the Kangaroo has not come back and probably died again. I sent him an email with info on our Aus trip to get this input and I haven't heard back, . Wella wella. Had such a great time yesterday with Swedish Christmas drinks to the left and right and it just warmed my soul. Ended up jiving at the local club which was just so much fun too. A mental high plainly.

Off to a date now too. Not really sure what to expect from this. I will call him Mr Big, silly or not. He is Canadian, has been to all the good schools, has started three companies and is only 36 years old. It almost feels that he is a bit out of my league. Anyways. He is also handsome, in the north american kind of way, if you know what I mean. A bit Bobby Ewing in a way. I met him and his French friend at a sloaney event and I had nothing better to do than start chatting with them. And it ended up in the French guy driving me home and we dropped Mr Big on the way. Mr Big then took my email and the French gave me his card. Bizarrly enough, both of them have asked me out. But I decided to go for Mr Big, with whom I was originally flirting anyway.

So here we are. Having brunch in Marylebone. It will be fun. Not sure what hat to put on: the possible future entrepreneur-wife, or the eligble new business partner. Because I think I might have two agendas for my meeting: primarily flirt/date of course, but if that doesn't work, I think he might be a good contact for future career moves. How bad is that? Haha. Well well, we are all always networking.

Need to dash now. I will update you on my next step on this. Who knows, I might be the next Mrs Ewing.