silverthorne

So, you know, I work in the same place as the ex. Which is fine--we only bump into each other in the hallways occasionally when our travels on breaks, coming in and leaving work happen to coincide.

I've been keeping it pleasant--I smile, I say hi. I don't ask her how things are, because that seems like a stupid thing to say to the person you broke up with. I don't ignore her either, because that's equally rude in my book.

Well, she tried, usually, to respond in kind. Sort of.

But...I think that's over with now. For the past two weeks, the 'tude has been going steadily downhill with her.

And today, it finally downgraded to The Glare when I smiled and said hello in the hall. You know, The Glare, the one that usually preceeded a fight when I lived with her.

Guess my time and grace period is up and I'm now officially on the Shit List Of Ex's.

What's sad (for her, anyway)?

I'm actually laughing about it.

SO GLAD TO BE OUT, THANK YOU!!!!