Day 37: Oh Dear, Part 2

So I went on the date and he was really lovely - kind and funny and empathetic - but I realised I was holding back for some reason, and I didn't know why. He suggested that I wasn't quite over my husband.

So like a crazy person, I took the train straight up to Suffolk to see my husband and told him I didn't know if I was over him. Then he was like 'you know it wouldn't work between us again, don't you?'

And, arguably worse, he wouldn't share his crisps with me.
So that was £72 and a day of my life down the toilet!
I'm OK though. These things happen. You can't say I didn't give things a good try.