Well, no sooner had I posted, than I started to feel a little bit hot. A bit sticky. Hot behind the eyes, achey of limb. And that's how I ended up spending the last 36 hours in bed.
I even had to cancel a date that I had organised for yesterday evening. And trust me, this isn't a guy I'd be cancelling unless I really had to.
So, do you think it's a higher power reining me in? I've asked myself this question over the last couple of days.
There are two weekends now before Florida Boy arrives - the first one I have friends visiting me, the second I'm in the UK at a wedding, so there's no chance between now and his arrival of me behaving badly. This was the only weekend where such a thing would have been possible.
This was the weekend that I was planning to be a bad boy. Planning to get me some loving that I wouldn't be telling Florida Boy about.
And that's why I question whether someone 'up there' struck me down on purpose. Gave me a bug that lasted from friday afternoon until sunday morning to keep me out of the cheating zone.