Wake up, grumble, go to work, grumble, facebook, school, boyfriend, and sleep. Repeat.
I need a break before I seriously loose my effing mind.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got till it's gone.
Picture this: Night out for best friend since kindergarten's birthday. 12 of my not so closest friends and of course the boyfriend all huddled around a hibachi grill. It was fabulous. I stuffed my face and still took home enough leftovers for two additional meals. I dropped the boyfriend off at home and headed to my abode.
I was in the mood for a nice relaxing long bath. About the time the suds had settled my text message went off. I'm the type that can't just ignore it till I'm done. I fail at relaxing. So I stumble out get water everywhere just to see who in the hell is texting me. I'd just seen just about anyone who would text at this hour. I had hoped it would be a cute little text from the boyfriend as nauseating as that sounds. But that's not his style and I'm not that lucky. Instead I see "New Text Message from: Insert Ex from 5 years ago here". WTF? Needless to say relaxing long bath ruined.
It's pointless to go into the entire long drawn out story of what was and I refuse to go into what might have been. Long story short said ex is now married with two children, God bless thier souls (in good southern fashion). Why on Earth are you contacting me now?? Yeah, I'd agreed to friend him on the stupid social networking site but we all know that's just for nosyness sake. I don't really care to TALK to him. Apparently that feeling is not mutual. He goes on to say "I think about you sometimes, I know that sounds weird". Why yes, yes it does man that broke my heart into a million pieces five years ago. I have not only moved on but also came to the realization that you never were, but certainly a huge beer gut later, nothing to cry over. I'll have to say that it was bittersweet to say yes when he posed the "are you happy?" question. I and somewhere in the back of my mind I thought to my self "and I'm glad your wife is fat too". Which she is and I know this because she still tries to pretend to be my friend when I see them out at the local watering hole. Awkward much?
So as hard as it was for me to swallow the rejection pill when now balding and fat man kicked me to the curb five years ago, I'd say it was all worth knowing he's kicking himself now because I am amazing. But we all knew that.
I was in the mood for a nice relaxing long bath. About the time the suds had settled my text message went off. I'm the type that can't just ignore it till I'm done. I fail at relaxing. So I stumble out get water everywhere just to see who in the hell is texting me. I'd just seen just about anyone who would text at this hour. I had hoped it would be a cute little text from the boyfriend as nauseating as that sounds. But that's not his style and I'm not that lucky. Instead I see "New Text Message from: Insert Ex from 5 years ago here". WTF? Needless to say relaxing long bath ruined.
It's pointless to go into the entire long drawn out story of what was and I refuse to go into what might have been. Long story short said ex is now married with two children, God bless thier souls (in good southern fashion). Why on Earth are you contacting me now?? Yeah, I'd agreed to friend him on the stupid social networking site but we all know that's just for nosyness sake. I don't really care to TALK to him. Apparently that feeling is not mutual. He goes on to say "I think about you sometimes, I know that sounds weird". Why yes, yes it does man that broke my heart into a million pieces five years ago. I have not only moved on but also came to the realization that you never were, but certainly a huge beer gut later, nothing to cry over. I'll have to say that it was bittersweet to say yes when he posed the "are you happy?" question. I and somewhere in the back of my mind I thought to my self "and I'm glad your wife is fat too". Which she is and I know this because she still tries to pretend to be my friend when I see them out at the local watering hole. Awkward much?
So as hard as it was for me to swallow the rejection pill when now balding and fat man kicked me to the curb five years ago, I'd say it was all worth knowing he's kicking himself now because I am amazing. But we all knew that.
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