Why can’t I listen to my own advice?

Critter just called. We talked for a long while.

OtherGuy admitted to sleeping with the person from MySpace. She keeps saying she wants to work it out, but she doesn’t think they can. I told her that what he did was a big honking deal, she was not blowing this out of proportion. I told her that if after two weeks he decided to just run and hump the next thing to come along then he wasn’t worth her time.

I told her that the things he has done to her are horrible. I told her I know she loves him, but it is not ok for someone to do these things to her. I told her if he was going to act this way now he would probably always act this way. I told her she probably just needed to walk away and start fresh somewhere, that she deserved better than what she was getting from him.

Now why didn’t I listen to that advice two years ago when Ember gave it to *me*? Go figure.

When I had this realization I instantly thought of the scene from Twister, just after they’ve been spun around by the small tornado and Jo is in the road scrambling to pick up the remote sensors from the damaged "Dorothy" unit. This exchange here, stolen from IMdB.com:

Bill: Jo. Things go wrong. You can’t explain it, you can’t predict it. Killing yourself won’t bring your dad back. I’m sorry that he died, but that was a long time ago. You gotta move on. Stop living in the past, and look what you got right in front of you.
Jo: What are you talking about?
Bill: Me, Jo.

Go figure.

She’s not sure if she’ll be staying here tonight. She is thinking about it, I can tell. She did say she was expecting OtherGuy to come by her place so they could talk, but when she was drving home from picking K up OtherGuy was at the house of the person he slept with last night. Critter has said that if they try to work on this he won’t be living with her, but the person he’ll probably be staying with lives by that other woman, so she doesn’t know if she can trust him.