My ex-husband is going on a date. With someone else. Other than me. We have remained close friends since we split up, so I find I’m taking this bit of news very badly. My thoughts on the matter are more irrational than I’d hoped they would be, under the circumstances. When my first husband moved on I was relieved. Not so with the second one apparently. It’s not like I haven’t explored other options in the last year or so. But nothing much has come of it. Hey, I’m a twice-divorced single mother. Who’d want to date me? Yes, the pity party is in full effect on my front porch right now. It doesn’t help that I’m dealing with a nasty summer cold. I’m all achey and sick and spent most of yesterday laying around, watching Adam Ant videos on youtube and reading. Finished up The Merchants’ War by Charles Stross and started in on A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle. Escapism is all I’ve got at the moment.
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*gives you a hug
Hey, a little pity party every now and then is good for you. And besides, you’re a TOTAL CATCH!
i would totally date you!
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