roxsea

So ex is gone. Whew.

Funny little story for you:
We were taking the dogs out together for one last time and Bannon, his baby (big, baby) pit started barking and lunging at another dog. He goes to correct him by giving Bannon a quick tug on the leash. I'm standing slightly behind and to the side of him. Long story short it was dark and I end up with a fist in the eye.

I instantly start crying because it hurt so bad and the ex is trying to comfort me and get me in the house but the dogs are all freaking out running around us getting us ensnared in leashes and just creating a horrible situation.

I get inside and we look at my eye in the light and it's all red and puffy. I gave him a lot of shit to make him feel guilty and he really didn't mean to hit me. But, ironic that I end up with a black eye on the same day he leaves for good.

I just had to laugh. Now people are going to think he beat me. Fuck them.

Have a great weekend!