The answer was staring me in the face all the time

[MaxP]

MaxP,
have you said anything? What's going on in your sitch?

Hiya Trixi,

How're things going with you? Started packing yet?

My sitch continues to amuse me. The latest involves doing some Christmas shopping, flying out of the changing rooms in a store to hear my W talking in my ear. There she is (facing away from me), talking to her new bloke about clothes - also not looking in my direction. I think eeek and fly out of there before I'm spotted, randomly distributing clothes back around the store like a spooked shoplifter. Very funny. I then fantasize about going back in there and spooking them but think that's enough excitement for one day.

So no, I haven't spoken to her yet. Tried to phone her knowing she might be home with him, just to have a little fun but she wasn't picking up, on landline or mobile. Still I'm sure my 3 back to back phone calls amused her endlessly.

Actually, being serious for a minute, I feel much better now than I have for a while. I finally feel at peace and a little bit free. The not knowing what the hell happened between us was doing my head in. Now I know more I feel I can understand at last. I don't like the fact she never once gave us a chance, at least one that I recognised for what it what. I also hate being alone sometimes and miss just simple physical contact (nothing full on here). However, I recognise I've come through a really tough year and I'm ok. I know what's good about me and there's a lot to like and a lot still to learn about and improve. I'll get there though and if none of this had happened I would still be the old me and he needed to be shaken up a little.

Hummm, bit of an aside there. I spoke to my Dad and one of my brothers about the card (a wedding invite is my best guess now). He made me laugh by talking about wanting to burn it - very tempting - but I stuck it in the post, so she'll know soon enough. As you might be able to tell, I'm full of mischief at the moment. Oh, also wrote a pleasant Christmas card to her, which is something she might not have got a few days ago - really nice card too.

Ah, more stuff. Spoke to her dad who's been really ill and is recovering from an operation (he's doing well, which is really great news). Talking to him was fine, but I got the feeling he wanted to end the conversation quite quickly. He's not the most talkative bloke, but I think he now feels slightly uncomfortable talking to me. Perhaps he feels that this is breaking some unwritten rule, which is a shame if that's the case, since I like him.

Well, that's the round up for now. I guess I may have an encounter of some form with my W next week. (Oh that reminds me, she dumped the Christmas decorations in the garage during the week and nicked the best ones. Didn't want to see me, although I wasn't in). You know, I actually feel like I'm having fun at the moment. Something about feeling like you're living in a farce is rubbing off.

Right, I really should stop now. The great music pumping out round the room is toooo good to tpye (type) to and this keyboard is awful. RSI here we come.

See ya,

Max