Once the hormonal banshee left my system - I realized that I might have been over impetuous or I just really hate being alone. Either way I thought maybe I would try to get Boot Camp Guy back
Several unanswered texts called for desperate measures in my mind. My ego was on the line. We had a connection. Surely after a couple of days to think - he would come to his senses? So before my party on Saturday - I decided I would go over to Boot Camp Guy's house and somehow try to retrieve what was lost. There was a change in wardrobe plan only because I couldn't find a belt to match the ruby red shoes that would have made even Dorothy jealous. In the end I looked even better in the new outfit. It was a surefire plan. I had nothing to lose - it was already lost.
I however wasn't exactly prepared for what followed.
I drove over to his house and as I got closer - I saw a car parked in front of the house - parked where I usually parked I might add. He doesn't really live on a busy street, so there was no reason to believe he didn't have company. I have done some dumb things in my life - but just knocking on his door would have been very dumb; so I called him on the off chance that it wasn't parked there for him. He didn't answer. That is never a good sign and obviously I didn't leave a message. I did a circle around and realized this car had a hibiscus sticker on the back window. Cue the sinister music....he had another woman over!!!!!
And my heart fell.
This is the guy who told me he wasn't ready for a relationship. Who needed space to do his own things SOLO. Who thought it was better to cut it off before it got too serious even though he really liked me. And now he is out with someone else - even worse - probably cooking her dinner.
Not one to ever leave well enough alone - I drove by again last night. THE CAR WAS STILL THERE and this time they weren't home. I wanted to throw up. I was never allowed to spend that much time with him at once. Now that I think about it - maybe this person was always in the background and that is why he limited his time with me. Maybe he is reconciling with his wife? I don't know, but the more I think about it - the harder it is to breathe. It can be a million things, but it's pretty clear to me - we aren't getting back together.
If it didn't work in my twenties, I'm not sure why I thought it would work in my forties. The lesson is that Super Secret Psycho Drive Bys cause nothing but woe and I'm not happy unless I am learning it the hard way. It may also speak volumes why I'm still single ;)
UPDATE....Dateline August 12, 2013. My suspicions were correct - HE IS SEEING SOMEONE ELSE. I guess you can just call me Miss Movin' On (yes I blame my child's obsession with pop music for infiltrating my brain with such gems)
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