GET THIS

OMG! So, my ONLY ex, Shaun, from 2 years ago, stood on my front doorstep on Sunday. He was crying. So we went out to a bar in the city and played pool. Mind you, I’ve never played pool before. But we did it. And then we went to the mall. Out to eat at TGI Friday’s. I had a salad and he had a burger and fries. Then we went to Lenscrafters to fix his glasses. Then he showed me his apartment. His mom FINALLY moved out and he had a lot more room. He held me. And it felt good. But we have A LOT of talking to do. A LOT! I’ve been taking notes and typing up a lot of crap in which I need to discuss. I don’t know. It was sooo hard for me to talk to him the last time but I HAVE to do this because otherwise it won’t work. And it’s not fair to him. I might share the list with you. Every Sunday he said he’ll take me out. He works 4 jobs now. He’s a workaholic. I can’t believe this.