OMG it is hot outside. 32 C it feels like 38. Yesterday was the warmest day of the year, with highs around 33 C in town, but it felt like 40 C due to humidity. I don't like this hot weather but Lady Di likes it. She came yesterday around 7:30 pm and she slept over at my place. She did not want to turn on the air-conditioning in my apartment. It was hot night in any regard and I did not sleep well. So this morning I did not do yoga practice. I woke up at 8 am and I had coffee on the balcony contemplating my current situation.
So this week I have 3 practices in 4 days. Not bad, I will resume the practice tomorrow and a long weekend is coming. Monday is off. So there will be days for practice without need to look at the time.
I was surprised that Lady Di spent entire night at my place. She did not even ask me if she can stay. To be quite honest I did not like that. First, I was tired from my practice, hot day and work, second it was too hot and she does not like air-conditioning, third we were together on Saturday so there is no need to meet every third day.
I can say that there is no definite, set rule for how many times per week we should see each other. It simply depends on how much time I want to spend with her. A total personal preference. My only warning is to be careful as to not spend every single day with her because in such case I feel that I am losing my freedom.
It's not that I don't love her, because well I don't! But every time she even hints about spending more time with her or sleeping at her place, I feel cold and sick to my heart. I start wondering should I escape this relationship. It’s hard to believe that I would leave my freedom of being single for commitment being with her.
Let me tell you plainly my dear readers, I do like her and we are a great couple. But I don't want to make the same mistake with her as I did with my other girlfriends. I don't want to promise anything. Let go slowly and see where we will end up. I just received her message and as you can see she is so enthusiastic about last night. Me? Not so.