Well, (ex)Hubby came over. He ended up hanging out for almost 3 hours; he might’ve stayed longer but he had to catch a movie with his dad. He was real quiet, & hardly looking at me. So, I could tell he was holding something back. It took a while, but he cracked. And cried quite a bit. He feels real stupid for getting involved with this other chick, & all the bullshit surrounding that situation. Including guilt over what he did to me. As well as a bunch of other shit spinning around in his mind. And pondering their breakup, & our breakup, lol. Ugh. Wtf. Consequences of his decisions. And I was trying to be his friend. It wasn’t that hard. It only hurt about 5%. Heh. Just…the reality of the situations he created is so absurd. Why would anyone do that?!? He doesn’t know, hahaha. Whatever. He’s trying to get a new job, full time. I was like “oh, that’s fuckin’ nice!” LOL Jesus fucking christ. So, I let the ex in me vent a little about how he should’ve invested more money & energy into us, instead of into video games & beating off. Heh. It is what it is. His shitty decisions. I don’t know what else to say.
So… they actually did come & pick up the mower. They also said they’d take the old mower taking up space in my garage. Cleaned the bathroom, vacuumed, did a bunch of laundry, went through the mail & newspaper, organized my “mega list” a little, did dishes, & made sketti & pesto meatballs. I’m tired. And worn out. How do I relax…??