Why do I bother getting out of bed?

Busy day at work. A bit too much attention, attention of the 'not so positive kind'. Dinner plans were cancelled and by 6pm I was dying for a glass of wine. For those of you not used to the London way of life, drinking on a non descript weekday evening is not just for alcoholics.

S came to the rescue! By 6.45pm we were sitting in a booth in the usual trusty wine bar gossiping! She with new sexy haircut, me in newest balloon hem skirt. Yay!

Two glasses of Marlborough sauvignon blanc later I walked home. En route home I made a call to L which was pleasant but lacked spark. I hung up and promptly deleted his number. If no spark, is there really any point in keeping it?