*sigh* I'm sick. I hate being sick. I would have gone to work but I would have been of zero assistance which by the way...my title is office ASSISTANT. Mark called today and offered to bring me some soup but seeing how we are still getting to know each other...I really don't want him seeing me at my worst just yet. LOL It was very sweet of him to offer though. Now to go back to the couch and try to get to sleep. I've tried it twice and phone has rang twice. Maybe I should turn off the ringer? Nah...might be an emergency with my kids. Ok...ttfn...
There are days I enjoy living my life. There are days I thoroughly hate it. Yesterday, while grocery shopping, I almost had a breakdown. Standing there in the aisle, I had to fight, with everything in me, to not start crying. Too much has been hitting me this month and I think I'm at the end of my rope. Beginning of the month, D's new wife sent me a text telling me to lose his number, email and address because I already had my chance with him. I laughed at the absurdity of everything she said in that text as it sounded like something a teenaged girl would write. I haven't wanted that man in almost 20 years, so, she is either highly jealous of his past and any woman he used to be interested in or is extremely insecure with herself and her relationship. Regardless of her mental state, I told her I was just catching up on life with him, but I will respect her request and not talk to him again. I've been told she has been married 4...