I don’t usually complain about the weather and about how the snow needs to go away . . . but it does. I usually LOVE the seasons and embrace the cold for all it’s worth . . . wearing cute sweaters, scarves, and long coats. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH already . . . really! I woke up today and knew I was done with winter because I didn’t feel like getting dressed. I’m soo done-zo with wearing vests, Uggs, sweater coats … over it … you should see what i’m wearing today … a hot mess in a fuzzy hooded vest and Uggs. Totally not work attire.
I can’t wait to wear a linen dress, some flip flops, and sunglasses! Ahhh!
Ok, that’s enough ranting. Today I did something I probably shouldn’t have done, but felt compelled to, so I did. Facebook suggested I become friends with my ex-boyfriend. Not just any ex-boyfriend, but the first real one. The one that screwed me up. Most of us have that one person that you let your walls down to for the first time, let in, and trusted. . . yup, that one. It’s been over 3 years since we’ve talked and there’s great reason for that, but really, I walk around preaching about living each day like it’s your last and being an open person and striving to say exactly what i’m thinking at all times … yet here I am, cut complete contact off with someone who at one point was a big part of my life. I think it’s stupid that we don’t talk anymore. Don’t get me wrong, there’s NO WAY I would ever want to be with him again and there’s no way I could ever trust him again, but it’s crazy to me to think that we can’t occasionally update eachother on our current lives. Before we dated, we were friends … we became best friends actually and promised eachother that if we dated and things didn’t work out, we would stay friends because we had an awesome friendship to start. Well, things ended with a horrible falling out and being friends wasn’t an option at first.
So . . . time has passed, life has gone on, and we still don’t communicate at all. So what’s the big deal with sending an email, you know? Well, that’s atleast the way I was thinking before I sent the facebook message. Now i’m wondering if that was just opening up a stupid can of worms. Whatever, it’s what I wanted to do at the time. . . that’s what matters, right? I wasn’t mean, I was nice, and just wrote to see how he’s doing, wish him well, and get a little life update. I have him to blame for the root of my commitment issues, the least he can do is reply, right? Ha, I doubt that’s going to happen, but we’ll see.
Oh, Joelle from Dupont area … if you’re reading this . . . hi! We met so LATE on Saturday night that I feel bad that we didn’t get to properly talk … or atleast chat sober! So, it was nice meeting you! Hopefully next time we meet, it’ll be earlier in the night. Maybe a few drinks earlier atleast! Thanks for keeping up with my blog sister!
xo