A rant:

Many years ago in I expressed a desire to X for a black leather A2 style jacket. What some people call a bomber jacket. She’d asked me what I wanted as a gift from her. Sometime later, the years have blurred how much time; she purchased something similar for herself.

Eventually she found a large brown leather jacket somewhat along the lines of a M65 Field Jacket at a neighbors estate sale. It was well worn with stains, particularly along the collar. It was a nice jacket, heavy and warm for most early and late winter days when a parka might be too much. After cleaning most of the stains were gone except along the collar.

X didn’t understand why I wasn’t thrilled with her purchase and gift to me. Call me strange. I had known the original owner before he passed and something about the staining on the collar creeped me out. A measure of our dysfunction can be found in the fact that I wore it a few times to appease her.

Recently while engaging in retail therapy I found a black leather A2 style jacket. It fits well. I like it. I think I make it look good. One of the good things about divorce is I didn’t justify the purchase to anyone.

FB was a factor in the breakup, a very typical story including connections with old flames living the good life. Grass appeared to be greener etc.

Post B I established a FB page, using a rafting trip photo as a cover. The bright yellow raft is full of family, smiling having fun engaged in the adventure except one. I admit being in a rather snarky mood when I chose it for the cover.

It sent X off the deep end, for I was not permitted to have fun with her family. Her fire has since cooled and I will replace the photo with something better when it comes along. I plan on taking a few picture while on vacation this year.

I suspect reaching a tipping point for some algorithm FB uses for suggesting friends. Apparently I am friends with someone who is friends with.......


BITS
Me 55, ACK, when did that happen? Doesn't feel like 55
D 30
S 27

You create your own universe as you go along - Winston Churchill