Life Good

I am trying to sneak an entry while at work. Geez, I need to get internet at home. The only thing about that is that my ex-husband will probably be spying on anything that I put on the computer and I don't necessarily want him reading my journal. Although, there was a time that I wanted him to read my journal, and he wasn't interested. Imagine that. Your wife writes a journal about all of her thoughts and fantasies, and you are not interested in reading it. Hmmm. I guess I don't know a lot about what goes on in a man's head. I think maybe he was intimidated by my fantasies. I think he thought he wouldn't be able to live up to my imagination. And you know what? He was right.

Things are still going fine with our living situation. He has stopped trying to give me a peck on the lips every time he leaves, and he has not made any type of sexual move or insinuations, etc. I am sooo glad, because to tell you the truth, the thought of any sexual contact with him makes me want to vomit. I am enjoying the nice platonic relationship that we have formed, and the more time I spend with him, the more I realize that we will never be anything more than friends. At least on my end. I do hope that he doesn't have any fantasies of living happily ever after, because that just isn't going to happen. Not in the sense of romantically ever after. If he is holding on to any type of false hope, it isn't my fault. I have made it pretty clear where I stand.

I am going to take my roller skates out to the Silver Comet Trail this weekend. I've got to get a helmet and some safety gear. I aint as young as I used to be, and since I have been lucky enough to have suffered a brain hemmorhage a few years back, I will definitely be covering my noggin with a helmet.