Mr. Match seems to have finally reached a point of no return with the ex. She behaved poorly one time too many. And yet my attitude is wait-and-see. We'll see if she finds some way to appeal to his compassionate side and pull him back to her. I'm hopeful that she will not. I told him the jury was still out. He said that was understandable.
What makes me mad is my own reaction to these emotional situations. I would like to be able to stay on an even keel at all times, but it's seemingly impossible for me. I live on a roller coaster. This week the highs are longer than the lows. What I'd like is to have hills on a plane — moderate highs followed by sea-level lows, rather than mountainous highs followed by cavernous lows.
For today I'm content. It's the kind of morning for which people move to Tucson. I finished "Spending" and enjoyed it greatly. I'm going to actually pull out the vacuum cleaner. My girlfriends are coming over for a silk dyeing play date and we'll talk and laugh and be messily creative. All is right in my world.
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