Lots to do
My friend is in town visiting from Santa Fe, New Mexico. We've been having some very nice visits, & saw a movie called "Wolfman" last night...not too good. She's leaving Monday, I'll miss her. She's been one of my "bestest" friends since 5th or 6th grade. It totally snowed quite a bit the other night, & now it's melted. It was really weird.
I visited with my ex because my "LLF" suggested I try to be friends with him, & not have hard feelings about how he had treated me. It was going okay, until Saturday afternoon when he started telling me how much he loved me, & I was his best friend etc. My heart started to race, & I felt like I should tell him again about the other guy, but I held back because he was going to be going to work. I didn't want to cause any more stress, because he isn't happy with that job. He called on his way to work, & after. He started saying how much he missed me etc. & how I made him feel really loved. Right then & there I said, "Well you know someone else is in love with me?" That's when it got a little ugly. It sucks when I do care about him (can't help it) & it's too late after all we've been through. I thought the not talking would help, but talking just confirms how dysfunctional trying anything with him doesn't work. He now said I'm bi-polar...
I'm going to clean the bird cages & feed them, then possibly sleep for awhile. I got a lot taken care of in my kitchen though. A little bit at a time does wonders.
I visited with my ex because my "LLF" suggested I try to be friends with him, & not have hard feelings about how he had treated me. It was going okay, until Saturday afternoon when he started telling me how much he loved me, & I was his best friend etc. My heart started to race, & I felt like I should tell him again about the other guy, but I held back because he was going to be going to work. I didn't want to cause any more stress, because he isn't happy with that job. He called on his way to work, & after. He started saying how much he missed me etc. & how I made him feel really loved. Right then & there I said, "Well you know someone else is in love with me?" That's when it got a little ugly. It sucks when I do care about him (can't help it) & it's too late after all we've been through. I thought the not talking would help, but talking just confirms how dysfunctional trying anything with him doesn't work. He now said I'm bi-polar...
I'm going to clean the bird cages & feed them, then possibly sleep for awhile. I got a lot taken care of in my kitchen though. A little bit at a time does wonders.