The ex files

Evidently I missed the memo. Someone obviously invited all the men who make me uncomfortable to descend upon my life this week.

Last weekend I ran into a college dalliance at the game. It's been nearly seven years since I laid eyes on this dude and suddenly there he was, calling my name. Chatting. The last time we saw each other it was really awkward. This time? Not so much. What was so weird is that it wasn't at all weird. I gave him a hug, asked him what was going on in his life, and moved along less worried about running into him again.

Tonight I hit an event after work with Kelly and ran into LB. Believe it or not, this is the first time ever I've randomly seen him. And yeah, there was a moment of panic, followed by resolution and retribution. He came over to chat. I gave him a hug, asked him what was going on in his life, and told him it was good to see him. And I meant it. But what was so good about it was the realization that so much of his perfection was in my head. Yeah, he's still a good guy. But he's not the guy for me.(Has he always been that corny?)

God is so amazing sometimes. I know without a doubt that if I'd had that encounter even a week ago, I wouldn't have been ready for it. But tonight I was able to be gracious. Friendly even. But not flirty. Just ready to move on.

This weekend? At least two more ex encounters. If we keep this up, I might unload all my neuroses by Monday.