Silverthorne

Which I have! (originally, I wanted a fried egg sandwich, then bacon and eggs (but there's no bacon in the house), and that evolved into Steak and Eggs.

...I still find it funny (and a little sad, I admit), that two years later, I'm still amazed by the idea that not only do I have real food in the house, but that I'll be eble to eat it without getting lectured or yelled at for eating it (or cooking it, for that matter).

Anyway, gonna go cook my breakfast before the old tape kicks in and I don't actually make it because 'I shouldn't'.

...sometimes it takes a while to heal, you know?

Although I wish I could be.

( The Ex stuff here )

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!!!!