OK so a lot of blogging today. I thought I was done, but instead, I got a surprise that I just have to write about.
I have to preface this with a wee bit of info which is not so important, but otherwise things don't make sense.
Today is my birthday. For me over the years Birthdays have deteriorated into just regular days. In fact, I had to remind myself today several times that it was my birthday. I'm not that into celebrating. I'm not anti-birthday, but I'm not really into them either.
So, I had a nice day, I was off work. I treated myself to a delish chocolate covered krispy kreme and coffee out.
I discovered my trainer was "leaving me" etc.
At 5 pm a knock came at the door…and there stood a lady with a huge boquet of yellow roses. I took it, rather stunned, and said thanks (I forgot to tip the delivery person…am I supposed to?).
I figured it was from my parents or maybe my sister.
It was from P.
Now. I find this annoying. He broke up with me. Why can't he leave me alone? It just makes me feel sad again, that I was not enough for him. I feel like they are "pity flowers". I just don't get it. Now, I actually am having a bad birthday, with these beautiful flowers sitting in front of me.
Why why why can't he just let it be. I mean he broke up with me, I don't want to date him anymore, he is too OCD for me. I've moved on….why why why can't he????