A girl here at work just gave me 3 bananas. I don't really like bananas. I eat them sometimes, because I know they are good for me. I like bananas in my fruit smoothies, but I just dont like the texture when I peel one and eat it. Ew. But, I am a little hungry, and I keep thinking about eating one of those bananas. Maybe, my taste buds have changed...I think I'll try one.
Some tall weird man just walked by my computer and looked at my screen. WTF? Checkin up on me, are ya? Strange.
I feel really good right now. I am in a good place. I spent time with my parents yesterday. At one point, I laughed so hard with my mom that I almost pee'd my pants. She does that to me. Once we start laughing...it is all over. I love my parents. I have a great relationship with both of them. They are my stability. They have been married 38 years.
I have stopped taking my husband's calls. He called several times yesterday and the night before and could not reach me, so he started calling other people. He left me a message saying that he was worried, so I ended up having to call him. He wanted to know my plans for the weekend, and I told him that I was going to this "thing" on Saturday with my good friend/neighbor, and he said he had been planning to ask me to go on another ride with him this
Saturday. He sounded disappointed.
He also asked me if I missed him. That really pissed me off!
Just because he thinks I'm moving on again (and I am), he decided to care again. WHAT?! He hasn't asked me anything remotely like that in over 6 weeks! Why did he ask me that now? Do I miss him?! No, actually, I don't. We don't kiss when we are together, we don't hold hands, we don't do anything married couples do...WHY WOULD I MISS HIM?? He contributes nothing - nada - zip - zero... Now, that is an ego.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
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Glad you got to recharge with your parents. Separating is never easy, there's no right way to do it and no one really feels comfortable right away. Confusion though can be counted on.
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