I am reminded of how sometimes you cut a tomato from a vine and leave it on the window sill to ripen. Like Karla and I. We dated a month or so. Things seemed really special. But, to me they seemed like love special, and to her more like like special. Now, the vine has been cut, permanently. So, instead of having the tomato of our love ripen into that deepest of reds on the vine, we are instead going to be friends, and ripen slowly on the window sill. It hurt last week when we first talked about this, but a lot has happened since then, and though we had spoken of second chances and all of that, it was nice to have things just be done. No more wondering about starting over. No more worrying about any of it.
My mind at ease, for the first time in 10 days, I had a pretty good day. Karla and I still emailed a bit, though she disappeared in the early afternoon. And I talked to Krista as much as she could talk. Though she is now on vacation and I don't know when I will hear from her next. But I will see her next Friday. In fact that Friday looks like it will be a very good day. Spend the day with Krista, then the night with her, Karla, and other friends.
And I get to get rid of this cat. It is a nice cat, a friendly, affectionate cat. Perfect in nearly every way, except two. One, it isn't mine. Two, Pixel can't stand it. They have this day long stand off and then play/fight during the night. Woke me up a couple of times the other night. Wrecking stuff. Still, he is going to make an excellent birthday gift for someone I anticipate being close friends with for a long, long time.
My ex-wife, Julie, did something evil. We had an agreement regarding child support, where I give her what she needs, and what Nathan needs. Suddenly, I get papers yesterday that she is taking the money directly from my paycheck. So. Instead of a hundred bucks here and there she is getting 17% of everything I make on a monthly basis. Going to be interesting to see how that plays out. I have the extra money these days, but . . . . Well, the real issue is her not talking to me about it. As everyone knows, I prefer to talk things out, rather than be surprised by some action taking place. And she filed this paperwork the day that I saw her at Nathan's game. Beautiful! If I didn't have so many female friends I would say something bad about women here, but I can't. Only about her.
Chris
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