Either it was a case of him just not being that into me, OR The Universe didn't think I had *REALLY* learned the "She's just a friend!" lesson. Either way, I was dumped (via TEXT!!) again. My heart is not broken. I've been through worse. But DAMNIT my ego is sporting some shiny purple bruises! I don't need to be at the top of someone's priority list. But I need to be ON the priority list. Preferably before the 'install doggie door' and 'mow the lawn' entries. I'm not high maintenance.
So. I'm single. I'm rebelling by being a complete animal and doing whateverthehelliwant, wheneverthehelliwant. Wait. No. I'm a mom. I rebel on my 'non-mom' weekends. So 4 days a month, I do what I want. To include (but not limited to) working out, reading until the wee hours of the morning, and....brace yourself....mowing my lawn! I'm a wild one! I even had two glasses of wine Friday night. In a BAR!!
I'm fine being single. No really. Stop looking at me like that.
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