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 Bill stopped by and when i saw his truck pull in i met him outside.  I said "thanks for the oranges" because if this wasn't an excuse to see me i don't know what was.

AND he forgot my earrings.  I told him to chuck them.  He said he would bring them by and i told him to leave them on the doormat.

I wouldnt say i was mean.  But i'm not encouraging any ideas of staying in contact with me.  I did ask him how his date was last night.  That paused his little troll smile, ha!  He said nothing was going to change until he did.

No shit sherlock.  I told him dating women for his ego and leading them on is a trash look, and he should get his head right before messing around with womens emotions.  Someday he's going to play with the wrong one.

Then i smiled, and said "Okay, bye!" and walked away.  He laughed and i did not turn around.  Byeeee!

Then i came into the house and burst into tears.

What a mind fuck.  I will never understand men like him.  Just leave me alone.

And on that note....

Tonight was cancelled because two people have covid and jen has ear infection.  We are old people.

I told.....Keith...that i wasnt going out with friends tonight and he asked me where we should meet, not even missing a beat.

I'm going.  Im going to shower, put on makeup, smell nice, and put a smile on my face.  Life goes on.

At least we will have a good conversation.   

We can talk about cars and bikes and physical therapy.  Go me. This man doesn't deserve to have a half ass woman show up.  I'm on it.  

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