So there was me yesterday afternoon preparing for the man we will call Fish when my boyfriend came home - EARLY!!! Now normally when he comes home unexpectedly I'm delighted so I think he wondered what was wrong when I suddenly went a bit white ... luckily I'd not got as far as getting tarted up or there really would have been some explaining to do!

Anyway I made an excuse to pop back to the office and emailed "Fish" to tell him my mum had come round unexpectedly - luckily he was happy with that but said he'd really like me to go over after my mum had left ... well what could I say?

Later that evening my boyfriend had to go and play for his sports team so I knew I'd be able to get over to see Fish (he's a 45 minute drive away) do the biz and then hopefully dip myself in the pool before heading home and saying I'd popped out for a swim.

Well it all went quite well really - legged it out the door 10 minutes after my boyfriend, drove well over the speed limit to the town between the Fish's and mine, dropped into a supermarket loo to put my face on and arrived only 15 minutes later than I'd said I would (well 3 hours and 15 minutes but I explained the 3 hours earlier!) As before Fish was friendly, sweet and polite, not at all pervy and very complimentary. Unfortunately I had to strip to Simply Red but there you go hazard of the job I guess! We were finished within 50 minutes and after a wee chat about his ex wife and girlfriend I was dressed and back in the car.

So I got to the pool and the buggers wouldn't let me in even though it was ages to closing. Then I remembered I had to go back to the supermarket, while there I lost my key and while frantically running round panicing my boyfriend rang me again to say he'd got home from his game early and was wondering where I was!

Eventually I got back to my office, had a quick wash with freezing water and paper towels (we didn't do anything too gross but another guy had been licking bits of my chest which my boyfriend might want to lick later!) and finally burst into the house with a dry swimming costume, a full face of make-up (apart from lippy) and a manic look about the eyes ... and my dear sweet boyfriend just told me how sexy I looked - how bloody guilty did I feel?! ... I told him I'd gone to the gym but had forgotten my card (which was actually true) and then just gone to the supermarket to kill a bit of time - funny til I started doing this I'd never ever told him a lie now I seem to be sneaking around like a dishonest, cheating liar every day, I'm not enjoying that bit and I can't wait til we've put down a deposit on a house and I can stop all this skulking about.

Anyway, it was including the rushing about and travelling about 2 hours of my life and I am able to give my boyfriend £100 towards our credit card bill so I suppose we are that tiny bit more closer to our dream than we were this time yesterday.