My Ex

A while back I wrote about how my ex and me were getting along and I realized how much I had matured. Well today I took that one step further. Today I looked passed the man who made me unhappy and spoke to my friend.

This is a man who at one point and time I loved. It is not his fault nor is it mine that in the end we just were not happy together. We are such very different people with little in common. 

Today was the first time that we had a conversation in a long time. And we both laughed. Not the fake ‘yeah get out of my face you are annoying me’ laugh but a real laugh. One that sets the other to laughing. 

We also still have inside jokes and can say things to one another that we are unable to say to anyone else. There have been a few times, where I have been spitting mad and the only one I can vent to is him.

In talking with a girl friend today, she informed me that I was taking the mature route with him. All I had said was his girlfriend was good for him.

And I no longer had to take care of him.

This man is helpless as a baby attempting to organize a tea party. I sent him numerous texts regarding the dates he had T over the summer. I also sent him several screen shots of my calender so he had it. Finally his girlfriend messaged me asking what the dates were. 

That is only one example. 

I can afford to be nice and decent to him. I am happy and in a great place in my life. And I really am working hard to let go of negativity.

It was easy to be angry with my ex when I left. I was blaming him for my unhappiness. Which really is unfair because I had a hand in my own unhappiness. I could have stood firm when I tried to leave three months prior to everything imploding. 

Now though…I am in my own space. I am writing daily. My relationship with my son and mom are amazing. 

So yes, I can afford to be kind with M2. And I even like his girlfriend even though we have not really spoken. But she is excellent with T and that more than anything makes me like K3.(Lol too many K’s- best friend, Auntie and now M2’s girl friend. M1 being my bestie.)

M2 loves T with all his heart. And at the end of the day that is all that is important. He is doing his best to be a great dad. Our failure to make our marriage last aside he will always be my friend. 

SMRT

A long long time ago, when I was not paying attention, I set up an account for logging into my PS3 and being able to use as a conduit for Netflix. A long time ago…..so long that I could not figure out how to set up new account using my current email account. And it has all been good. Until today.

Cooking supper, t.v. going in the background, watching Grounded for Life on Netflix. And than something happens. I am all……what? I try to log back in. I am being told that my password has expired and I need to respond to email sent…..to the old account. Are you kidding me?

Now, I am 44 years old. I am not stupid. I can put together furniture from China using pictures only. I can figure out how to access my account. So I google it. And I click link after link after link and realize that they are of no use to me. So I do what any self respecting woman who has a younger brother who is a tech geek does….I text my baby bro help!!!!!!!

At first, he texts me the same shit that I just read on google. I have already tried this, it does not work. You are a tech god (ha he will never read this therefore never knowing that I called him a tech god lmao) he googles and sends me a link. Resetting up an account. Coooooooooool.

So, I set up new account. I verify said account and than I try to log in. And omg I am told that I cannot log in with someone else’s account! But nooooooooo……….I wail it is my account. So I shoot off an email to the bro. And than for reasons that are unbeknowenst to me, I decided to set up a secondary user on the PS. And than I logged off and restarted.

Given the option to log in via User 1 0r Daisymae72 (2ndary account) I chose Daisymae72. And than it asks me to log in. And I use the new email address and password. And there is success. Logged on. Access to Netflix. I am doing okay.

Brother texts back. Tell him I am so smart. He texts back SMRT Jay. That is me. I am not technologically savvy. A lot of what I do is hit and miss. But he got me half way there and I got home with the rest. And thank god ’cause my only source of visual entertainment is Netflix lol.