Two episodes, both yesterday.
If you have the time & inclination, your feedback would be appreciated, dear reader:
* Episode # 1:
Leaving the my job yesterday ... I've been at this workplace for two years & today is the last day of my contract. My friend, E, escorts me to my car & tells me how much she'll miss me. Then she says: " .... and msolga, I hope that very soon you'll meet a nice man & be very happy."
ME: "But E, I'm not looking for a nice man."
E <looking very knowing>: "Ah, but msolga, it's when we're not looking that these things happen!"
Later, that same afternoon, I'm having lunch with my good friend, D. I tell her of this conversation, repeating: "But I'm not looking."
To my astonishment, D then looks at me all knowing, too! .. and says: "It's when we're not looking that these things happen!" Big smile from D.
Question: Dear reader, how can these 2 good women, who know me very well, assume that meeting another man will make things in my life wonderful? Does one size fit all, perhaps? Am I
assumed to be waiting for my prince to come, despite everything I've said to them over time?
Episode # 2:
I arrive home from lunch with D, feeling quite relaxed & pleased that the school year (a hard one) is now over. In my letterbox, along with some Christmas cards, I find a small, flat package. Inside I find a copy of a boppy Nigerian album that I used to have on LP, but wasn't able to find on CD. I loved it! And here it is, with no note, no message, no nothing .... There is only one person who knows how much I liked this music & would have sent this, dear reader. My Ex. Who hasn't contacted me since he got married, very early in the year. (He hasn't told me about this yet, BTW)
I wish he hadn't sent that to me. It made me feel crumby for a while.
Question # 2: Now why the hell would he want to remind me of his existence at Christmas, Hmmmm? He hasn't bought me Christmas presents for years, since we split up. To be nice? (Ha!) Guilt? Or something contrary, like to remind me of him, just in case I might have forgotten? Hoping that I'm pining away, perhaps?