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what a set up

 I reached out to tattoo man a bit ago and he responded.  

Why do I do that?  It's like rubbing a canker sore on your tongue against your teeth - it hurts but you keep doing it.  

Then it just *poof disappears and it's like it was never there.

I still reach out to the ex randomly but I think it's a comfort thing- he'll get what I'm saying.  He responds but does not reach out to me first.  I get that too. He's the one that didn't want us anymore.  Makes sense.

I have no desire to have any contact with my ex-husband.  I wonder if that's how my ex's feel about me.

Tattoo guy wasn't an ex.  He was a non-relationship. I forget that part.

Got asked out, and although I was mildly curious I declined.  Why?  Because I don't need another disappointment, of either me not liking him and feeling bad when I cut it off, or me liking him and him cutting me off.  I have no interest in playing that game.  I hate gambling.

I talk to a couple of men in a group I'm in on Facebook.  One is spicy, and the other is just nice to talk to.  I can get my flirt on and not have to go anywhere.

I'm joining the lazy non-daters with little time to waste.

Vacation is around the corner, and I can't wait to sit on beautiful soft white sand with my kindle and soak up the sun and salt.  I love the couple I'm going with - both laid back.  They are kind to invite me back, this time for almost a week.  I think they like me too. :)

When I return I start a class on building webpages and databases......setting myself up for business just in time for the holidays.  Setting myself up for when my boss retires, and when I eventually retire.  It's a plan.  




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