I walk home slowly through the cool sunshine, taking my time and enjoying the air. I've come to appreciate these little things in life more and more lately. I arrive home and after checking the post box and opening the two bills I've received, I take the reduced dosage of medication Michelle recommended. I already feel like the world is less made of cotton wool and more solid, but I'm sure it's just mental I can't be affected so soon.
I search online for a new job and there’s nothing in my field that won’t be too much for me right now, nothing simple or part time. I begin to understand that journalism is an all or nothing industry and right now I’m not cut out for it.
I search for general admin roles and find an advertisement for an assistant in an accountancy firm. It’s only 4 hours a day, 4 days a week and the duties are basic, mostly typing letters and filing which I could do with my eyes closed, high on almost anything.
I decide to apply for it and see what happens, if it’s meant to be the universe will find a way I tell myself.
I also feel like I need to get back on the dating horse. I’m a complete hot mess and nowhere near ready for a relationship, but I miss s*x badly and if anything gives me a mood boost it’s that. I could use it to boost the effect of my medication so I don't have to take so much of it.
A no strings, no expectations fling is exactly what I need right now. I badly need to f**k someone that’s not Adam so I don’t constantly think of him whenever my mind goes to anything s****l. It’ll be just like my therapy, very cathartic, but without lots of talking and with orgasms.
I eat the microwaveable rice I’ve made while researching dating sites. I decide to join one called A Match Made in Heaven and upload a quick profile and photo. The photo is one taken before everything with Adam, it doesn't remind me of him and I don't look a dazed mess like I do now. My hair looks neat and I have natural make up on so there won't be too glamorous expectations if I do meet anyone from here. I don’t add too many personal details, I’m not looking for a boyfriend or someone to get to know me.
It's been a pretty successful day and by the end of the afternoon I’ve bagged myself an interview on Monday morning for the accounting job and my dating profile inbox has several new messages.
I go through the profiles of all the respondents thoroughly. I delete four immediately who just send me offers of s*x and/or a request for a boob photo, I know it’s what I’m after, but there’s no need to be vulgar or creepy about it. Three are not my type, there’s no excitement there about meeting them let alone doing the horizontal dance together.
There are three possibilities remaining:
Dan - 27, a chef, nice looking, casual picture and sounds like a fun guy.
Jean - 25, a french architect (sounds interesting and looks hot)
Zane - 24 a stunningly beautiful med student with caramel skin and huge brown eyes.
Zane stands out and I instantly message him first, but then also message the other two. They all look like excellent candidates for a good time and I don't want to lose out one while waiting for another to respond. It's best not to put all my eggs in one basket.
By Sunday evening I’ve managed to reduced my meds to a stage where I don’t look permanently high, but still feel their calming effect. I’ve got my interview booked for tomorrow and three dates lined up this week so it's looking like a positive but busy week and the last thing I need is to look off my head.
I’m seeing Zane on Monday night, Jean on Thursday night and Dan on Saturday afternoon. Not bad for my first week back in the game and at least one of them has to be a winner right? I’m not looking for Mr Right or Prince Charming after all, just a hot friend with benefits.
I dress with care for my interview, wearing my favourite fitted but smart office dress. It’s navy blue and knee length with a boat neck, which makes it look more interesting and I pair it with cream heels and a matching clutch. I’m probably overdressed for an interview for such a simple job, but I’ve always liked to dress to impress and this is an interview after all.
The interview goes smoothly and I get the job, but it quickly becomes clear in the first ten minutes of the interview that my new boss Mr Hall or Tim as he asks me to call him obviously just wanted some eye candy around the office. He spent the whole interview telling me there isn't a huge amount of work, but making sure he has everything he needs is key while undressing me with his eyes and is clearly a total creep. It’s ok though, I’ve dealt with worse and it seems like it’ll be a walk in the park and the least stressful job on Earth, which is what I need right now. I just have to deal with Tim’s leering and I’ll be fine.
I come home to shower, shave every inch of my body and prepare myself for date number one. I’m meeting the delicious Zane at a bowling alley in a few hours, which should be fun.
Since it’s a casual date I wear light blue jeans, a sleeveless cream blouse with black dots and my black converse. I make a special effort with my hair and make up since my look is pretty casual and I make sure I’m wearing some sexy black lace underwear just in case I get lucky.
I’m hoping tonight is the night I can finally get over Adam by getting under someone else.