A New Hobby and An Age-Old Dilemma
It appears my ex has decided upon a new hobby of sorts: randomly texting me. Oh, but that isn't enough to justify a blog post. Let's face it, exes frequent do the random texting thing (if they are on friendly post-relationship terms). These random texts are apparently fishing for information. Information on my personal life. If you're saying, "WTF?" to that, I concur. To set up these recent texts, first we must review. While the ex and I were dating, there were two men in my life that he was irrationally and illogically jealous of, whether he would admit it or not. One of them I did indeed have an intimate history with -- that would be the kid who made me a cougar. The other is a good friend and colleague, and while I wouldn't turn him down (if you know what I mean) the opportunity has never presented itself. That always mystified the ex, that this person hadn't tried to get me in bed, but to be honest, just because one guy wants to bed me does