Been Meaning To Update For Awhile Part 2
I just got done painting. My arm is killing me. In the past two weeks I've painted the kitchen, den, and the main hallway. I don't want to paint anymore.
Let's see...something else I've been meaning to post. Oh, oh, I ran into my ex-boyfriend a few weeks ago. Ran into isn't actually accurate. More like I saw then tried my best to avoid. I was at a water park with my brother. Me with a half wet, half dried frizzy ponytail and a swimsuit is not what I'd call my best look. Not to mention the horrendous sunburn I had acquired. I hadn't seen him in four, maybe five years and I'm okay with that. Could have lived without ever running into him if I'm being completely honest.
He's not a bad guy, but it ended badly. The end tainted the entire memory of the relationship. Friends chose sides (including my BF and it wasn't mine) and the entire group imploded on itself. (Who knew my relationship is what was holding the group together? Definitely not me.) Seeing him freaked me out. I guess it still hasn't been long enough.
Side note. My ex-BF also just got married, but guess who didn't go? Why yes that is me holding up my hand. I know it was a selfish move, but once again, I don't really care. She hadn't spoken to me in a long time. Plus on the invitation to her bridal shower my name was clearly an add on. It was in different pen for crying out loud. So when the wedding invitation rolled through I chucked it in the garbage. This sounds horrible, but I'm convinced she only invited me and my parents to get a good gift.
Let's see...something else I've been meaning to post. Oh, oh, I ran into my ex-boyfriend a few weeks ago. Ran into isn't actually accurate. More like I saw then tried my best to avoid. I was at a water park with my brother. Me with a half wet, half dried frizzy ponytail and a swimsuit is not what I'd call my best look. Not to mention the horrendous sunburn I had acquired. I hadn't seen him in four, maybe five years and I'm okay with that. Could have lived without ever running into him if I'm being completely honest.
He's not a bad guy, but it ended badly. The end tainted the entire memory of the relationship. Friends chose sides (including my BF and it wasn't mine) and the entire group imploded on itself. (Who knew my relationship is what was holding the group together? Definitely not me.) Seeing him freaked me out. I guess it still hasn't been long enough.
Side note. My ex-BF also just got married, but guess who didn't go? Why yes that is me holding up my hand. I know it was a selfish move, but once again, I don't really care. She hadn't spoken to me in a long time. Plus on the invitation to her bridal shower my name was clearly an add on. It was in different pen for crying out loud. So when the wedding invitation rolled through I chucked it in the garbage. This sounds horrible, but I'm convinced she only invited me and my parents to get a good gift.