A week later…

Ya its been about a week, now. And I refuse to reach out to him or anyone.

I’m really excited but at the same time confused because out of everyone I’ve ever come across in this path of life, he’s literally the last guy I ever would have thought wanted me that way.

And really, his gf stands in the way.

And I’m just not one of those ladies.

He has to be a man and get rid of her if he’s not interested or feels as strongly as his beer tells him to feel about her. If he wants me, he will end it. If he does exactly what I think, I’ll know he’s in it for something. Tickets. I remember it.

 

Who knows I could be completely wrong about it, but I’m very cautious with this whole ordeal.

Baby steps when I’d love to just run to him. But w my daughter’s dad, I should have pressed on the breaks with him and I didn’t and now I’ll never feel that way again.

If he wants me, he will do anything to get me. Or, like I always think, it’s not worth it.

In either case, I am trying really hard to detach but it’s driving me crazy, for now.

 

 

 

So, I was supposed to get my first appointment on Thursday but the brake lamp in my car is shot.

And if it were that easy to just pop out and get it fixed, I would but the obstacle is the previous owner broke the latch to open the trunk.

And it’s not that simple to just fix.

I can’t go anywhere, without being paranoid I’ll get into an accident because my one brake light is out, or I’ll get pulled over and while I’ll more than likely only get a warning, I couldn’t print out my insurance papers or my registration papers so i would like to get it fixed, first.

I bought 300 worth of jewelry on Saturday and on the way home I guess that light went off.

I’m supposed to go get more soon, but here we are…

Can’t go to the market, can’t get my son from school, can’t go to my appointment.

But that’s very next on my list.