I cannot make the guy out that I am living with. He is the most generous what man in the entire world, but he does not seem to understand what relationships are all about. Since I left Watford escorts to live with him, I can count on the fingers on one hand how often he has been home on time. I knew that he had his own company, and that he worked hard, but this is silly. It seems like I am seeing less of him now since he used to date me at Watford escorts.
My friends I left behind at Watford escorts think that I am being treated like a trophy wife, and there is very little emotion in this relationship. Sure, I wanted to change my lifestyle, but I am not sure that I fit in here at all. He seems to like to show me off, and always buys me the best stuff, but we don’t do anything. I keep telling him that I am bored, and he says that I have all of the money in the world to what I want to do. Then he critises me for what I do.
I love to have my own business, so I just started on a training course doing nails. It is great and it gets me out of the house several hours per day. As soon as I talked about it, he said that he would buy me my own saloon or set me up in one. That is nice, but I want to feel like I am standing on my own feet. That is what I did at Watford escorts and I really don’t want to change anything about that at all. Sure, it is nice that he looks after me, but it can be overwhelming.
He seems to not listen and that is why I am not sure that he really loves me. When we first met at Watford escorts, we talked all of the time and it is the main reason I fell in love with him. I still see that person when I look at him, but he fails to listen. Yes, I want to do nails, but I am going to learn the profession from bottom up. That means training in a saloon and learning different techniques for nails. It is also a social experience, but I am not sure that he can see that.
The other day he asked me if I wanted to have a baby. I had to tell him that I wanted to work first, build a successful business and perhaps sell it to make some money. He looked a bit surprised and told me that there are a lot of things going on in that little blond head of mine. Yes, there certainly is, but if he does not make time for me, he is never going to know what goes in this blond head of mine. I told him in the end of the conversation, and guess what, that night he came home early and we talked for two hours over dinner. I think there is hope for us yet…