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| My Boo Berry Sign |
Oh friends, what am I going to do with myself? Sigh. I don't know where to start. Do you believe in signs? I do. Always have. Read on about my drunken weekend, starting with Saturday...
This weekend went well. I spent Halloween at a friends house with all of her married friends. I drank a lot. I mix and mingled. I was happy but still empty.
I broke down at midnight on Halloween. My friends who hosted the Halloween party celebrated their first wedding anniversary by watching their wedding video. I broke down when I heard their vows. I secretly snuck out to the front yard when I heard 'Fix You' by Coldplay. That was our favorite Coldplay song. We saw them in concert almost a year ago and I remember how much he and I got excited when they performed the song.
I later went to a bar and was pleasantly surprised when I realized we got an extra hour to drink!
Side Note: I was also surprised that I was getting hit on as much as I was. The bartender, a guy dressed like Kid Rock, the lead singer from the band playing and a creepy hobo clown all hit on me. I was taken back, I can't remember the last time I was aware of other men. Yuck. All I could do was laugh an awkward laugh and walk away.
I don't like this. I was never aware of any other guys in the room. It's almost like a movie, a girl walks into a crowded bar and all she can see is this amazingly handsome boy. Nothing else matters but him. That is what it is like when I was with Patrick.
Now I feel like I stick out in crowds. Like people can see that I am sad. So back to the creepy Hobo Clown, who I dubbed 'Sad Clown' all night got my number. He was at the party earlier in the night and came with a girl who he said was a friend.
Well Sad Clown asked for my number and I didn't want to give my number to him but I kept telling my self that I needed to stop holding out for Patrick and that it wouldn't hurt to give a nice Sad Clown my number. I mustered up courage and gave him my number that he asked for, I didn't want too but I knew that it would be a step in the right direction. I am not interested in him or even remotely attracted to him, but I thought he was nice and that I would give him a chance. Because obviously I am still in love with my ex.
Well turns out that Sad Clown is dating the girl he came with, after he said he was single. He found me on Facebook and left me a message. And today he texted me several times. What a jerk. I feel foolish and sent him a message back earlier saying that I was not aware he was dating this girl and that he needed to back off. Of course I said it nicely but...I hope he got the hint.
Then Sunday afternoon, knowing that Patrick was still out of town, I stopped by our house and grabbed my mail that was in the mailbox from Friday and Saturday. I then saw that our neighbor was home and I went by to say hello. Just a quick reminder, her name is Linda and she lives with her 15 year old daughter, she is very sweet and had helped me a lot through all of this.
So what I thought would be a quick hello turned into a 4 hour visit. I helped her with a few things around her house while we chatted about Patrick. I told her that what he used to call me.
Boo. That was my name from him, Boo. And it eventually became Boo Berry. Don't ask why, but I found it adorable. He only used it on occasions or when he was writing me a note of some sort. I loved that he called me his Boo Berry.
Well...do you believe in signs? I do. I am weird about them. But anywho after we piddled around at her house, Linda begged me to go to the grocery store with her. I went a long and helped her get some food, we talked and laughed then all of a sudden we get to the end of the last isle and lo and behold! A SIGN!
Boo Berry cereal. I shit you not. We both looked at each other and laughed out loud. I went to grab a box in disbelief and then...Coldplay came over the loud speaker!
Crazy huh? Well, Linda being sweet bought a box for me and told me she was going to hang on to it but felt that one day I should give it to him. I know it sounds weird but that is the kind of cute little things that Patrick and I did for each other.
So what kind of sign was it? Read on and you decide...
Yesterday on my way back to my sister's I was rear ended and before I knew it the guy that hit me was gone. I of course updated my Facebook status stating my shock that someone do a hit and run. I then noticed that Patrick posted pics on Facebook of our house. While he was gone this weekend we had severe water damage in our living room. Basically the ceiling fell in and ruined some things.
I clicked through the pictures he posted of the damage and found my self searching the photo's background for any sign of a life we once had. I saw that all of our pictures are still up, my things are still on the kitchen counter. Everything still in it's place. He hasn't touched anything.
I texted him. I know I know. Don't get mad. I just texted him that I saw the pictures and I am sorry he had to deal with that. I feel some what upset too because it was my house as well. We texted briefly he told me of the damage and how much it was going to cost him. Then he asked me like a dozen questions about my accident. It was nice, nothing too revealing or mean. Just like two friends touching base with eachother.
It was comforting to know he and I can still talk like normal people. I also found out that he emailed my uncle asking for advice on the water damage. My aunt and uncle had a similar problem not too long ago. I found comfort in this as well. It feels nice knowing that he cares enough about my uncle's advice to ask for it.
No worries I am not reading into it and I know signs are silly. But whatever can get me through the day, I am gong to take it. All I know it was nice he texted back and nice he contacted my uncle. Maybe one day we can be friends again.
I love the hell out of that boy. So what do you think about my Boo Berry sign?
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Posted by yourstruly on 2009-11-02 23:36:47 | Rating: | Views: 38
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