First I would like to thank Vickie for her comment on the "...Dogs..." post. :) I enjoy reading my comments! Just an update, the dog and I made up. :D Also I was able to get my license issue cleared up--for a later blog! :) All I have to say is that God is awesome...again I will explain in a later blog.
Anyway, Michael called yesterday. I tried to call him the day before because his check was going to be mailed and he told me it was going to the old apartment. I went and checked on it and it wasn't there. I was trying to let him know so he could figure out where it was. I might not like the guy, but he does have bills to pay.
He informed me however that he got it at the post office...I guess he put a hold on his mail or something. Anyway, he goes on to say that he's going through some serious therapy and doesn't drink anymore. (I don't believe that though--he always goes through these bouts where he's not drinking anymore.) Although he did say that he's trying to turn his life around, blah blah blah. I asked him why now. Why not when we were together and if he thought that would have helped our relationship at all? He said that he's had time to think about things and that after he gets his life settled and is successful at that maybe we'll have a chance. I asked him a chance at what and he said of being together again. Without hesitation I said no. Why would I want to put myself through that kind of hell again?! And things are always different when you're not living together anymore.
I went to bed last night and all I could think about was the possibility of getting back together. I was coming up with example after example of how he would have to prove himself to me. I came up with staying sober for at least 3 years, getting a job, us going to counseling at least once a month, dating for a VERY long time before even thinking about getting serious.
And then I had another thought. I don't want to be back with him, so why am I letting it consume so much of my time, energy and thought space? And that worried me. Although, I still have thoughts like that about Josh. I know I would never get back with him...but still, the thought is there. "What if...?"
Anyway, enough ramblings on men.
*SMILE*
Anyway, Michael called yesterday. I tried to call him the day before because his check was going to be mailed and he told me it was going to the old apartment. I went and checked on it and it wasn't there. I was trying to let him know so he could figure out where it was. I might not like the guy, but he does have bills to pay.
He informed me however that he got it at the post office...I guess he put a hold on his mail or something. Anyway, he goes on to say that he's going through some serious therapy and doesn't drink anymore. (I don't believe that though--he always goes through these bouts where he's not drinking anymore.) Although he did say that he's trying to turn his life around, blah blah blah. I asked him why now. Why not when we were together and if he thought that would have helped our relationship at all? He said that he's had time to think about things and that after he gets his life settled and is successful at that maybe we'll have a chance. I asked him a chance at what and he said of being together again. Without hesitation I said no. Why would I want to put myself through that kind of hell again?! And things are always different when you're not living together anymore.
I went to bed last night and all I could think about was the possibility of getting back together. I was coming up with example after example of how he would have to prove himself to me. I came up with staying sober for at least 3 years, getting a job, us going to counseling at least once a month, dating for a VERY long time before even thinking about getting serious.
And then I had another thought. I don't want to be back with him, so why am I letting it consume so much of my time, energy and thought space? And that worried me. Although, I still have thoughts like that about Josh. I know I would never get back with him...but still, the thought is there. "What if...?"
Anyway, enough ramblings on men.
*SMILE*
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