Hi Everyone,
For anyone who is curious, I am still speaking with my Ex. There are times when we speak one or more times a day for a few days in a row and then there are times when we don’t speak with each other for about a week or more.
If anyone has been paying attention, I address him differently for each. I call him “my” Ex when we speak on a regular or semi-regular basis and “the” Ex when we haven’t spoken for an extended period of time.
I still barely or rarely call him. My thinking is, if he wants to speak with me he’ll call.
Although I will admit to my calling my Ex and leaving him two messages after I spoke with the taxi driver. (I am referring to the blog titled, Dealing with Death, here is the link, http://arebelsrant.com/dealing-with-death/ .) One of those messages was a bit terse. Here is part of it, “….And this is the LAST time I am calling you about this matter.”
After he had a chance to return my call, I explained the urgency of my last message and expressed my feelings. The last thing I wanted was for my Ex to suddenly pass away and him not knowing how I felt about him. He did the same. We have had variations of that conversation several times throughout our knowing each other.
Another thing that we have done on more than one occasion is reminisce. One of us will mention a moment from our past and the other will respond accordingly. One time as we were reminiscing, I remembered that he never bought me flowers. For whatever reason, I was really upset by that that day yet it never crossed my mind in the past.
Me—You know you never bought me flowers?
Him—I didn’t? Are you sure?
Me—No you didn’t. Not once. And yes, I am sure. Just so you know I don’t like roses. I like, (the name of my favourite flower) since they are SO INEXPENSIVE, I think I should get A LOT and I mean that. You could have them delivered.
Him—(pause) Well, I would want to deliver them myself.
Me—(longer pause) Ohh. Well, I don’t know about that. The neighbours would talk. They have a lot of time on their hands. This building is like a retirement home. I don’t think it would be a good idea. I think we should forget it.
Why did I say that and behave that way? I clearly have my reasons. Check out A. Rebel’s Rant tomorrow to find out.
Is this a rant? If you already know the answer then it’s not, if you don’t then it is. Just for the record I told my Ex about my, “Twittermance,” and he didn’t think anything of it. For anyone who doesn’t know what I mean, I am referring to a blog called, What Are You Addicted To? Here’s the link, http://arebelsrant.com/what-are-you-addicted-to-d/
Thank you for reading A. Rebel’s Rant! ;D
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