Unfortunately a few of my exes still live in Texas. One will be locked up for the rest of his natural life…lucky me. One disappeared from his entire family’s life a few years ago. No problem, he is the alien that returned to the planet from whence he came. One I assume is still living happily in Lubbock drinking beer and flipping pancakes. My ex that lives in Arizona is also the father of my two eldest children, and today I have a great relationship with him and his significant other. (That is another post in the making.) So what is my problem, you ask? The other one that is left.
So exe #4 and I have been seeing each other for a while, right? A couple of trips to Louisiana to gamble a couple of trips to Lubbock to see family. Then the problem starts. He retired. He decides that he needs a roommate – for financial reasons. Not marriage – you understand, because he’s been there, done that. :-p When I say no, then the message changes. You’re seeing someone else. You don’t care about me any more. A couple of weeks ago I said – no more – I’m outta here. We, however, kept a luncheon engagement we had with friends for today. OMG, sweet Jesus, deliver me from another day like today. I think the intent was a guilt trip…..
The only trip I’m planning today is to the Bahamas….