Vodka and Chocolate barsPosted: January 22, 2014
He dumped me.
I saw it coming.
My guess is that, conquest completed, he got bored.
His version goes something like: “I’m in the middle of a divorce, trying to figure out what to do about the house, taking care of kids 50% of the time who are in activities every night of the week, running my own business, and I just have NO TIME.”
Did he have to do it via text message? Really?
I messaged him back that if he can’t even find the time to dump me in an appropriate manner, then he really MUST be swamped.
He didn’t offer to meet me somewhere so we could talk, or suggest a final roll in the hay. That, more than anything, is how I know that he has just gone off me.
I am sad, but my prevailing emotion is relief. No tears here (at least not yet).
Why wasn’t I the one to pull the plug? Simple. I never could resist the question, “What if?”
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to drink vodka and eat chocolate bars.