Something extremely weired is going on.
During the last 72 hours four of my ex-girlfriends have phoned me out of the blue. No specific reasons given. "Just wanted to see how you are." Not one, not two, not three but FOUR...how spooky is that? Maybe they know something I don't. The thing is, although we broke up on fairly good terms, I haven't spoken to any of that quartet for months. It's not as though they're looking for a free meal or anything: they're all in new relationships. So what's going on? Two of them suggested we meet for coffee, which I said was OK. The other two simply rambled on about life and other crap. All, of course, wanted to know who I was dating. As those of you who read my journal wil know, I had to admit a vacancy
existed, or more specifically "no one special".
Now every time the phone rings I expect the unexpected. So this morning when another ex, who I actually see quite a lot of, called and said her new chap needed to borrow some tools from me, I wasn't particularly phased.
I guess I'll just have to get used to being just " the ex-boyfriend". Although I'd much prefer to hear someone say "Hi honey, what are we doing tonight?"
During the last 72 hours four of my ex-girlfriends have phoned me out of the blue. No specific reasons given. "Just wanted to see how you are." Not one, not two, not three but FOUR...how spooky is that? Maybe they know something I don't. The thing is, although we broke up on fairly good terms, I haven't spoken to any of that quartet for months. It's not as though they're looking for a free meal or anything: they're all in new relationships. So what's going on? Two of them suggested we meet for coffee, which I said was OK. The other two simply rambled on about life and other crap. All, of course, wanted to know who I was dating. As those of you who read my journal wil know, I had to admit a vacancy
existed, or more specifically "no one special".
Now every time the phone rings I expect the unexpected. So this morning when another ex, who I actually see quite a lot of, called and said her new chap needed to borrow some tools from me, I wasn't particularly phased.
I guess I'll just have to get used to being just " the ex-boyfriend". Although I'd much prefer to hear someone say "Hi honey, what are we doing tonight?"
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Yeah, although I complain about my booty being too big, I really do like it. lol It's nice and cushony to sit on, and it entices people to grab it! lol It does make buying blue jeans difficult though! All of my pants are WAY too big in the waist!! I guess that's what belts are for...YAY for hip huggers..please god don't let them get rid of hip huggers and low rise blue jeans...we big bottomed girls NEED them! lol