I don't even know where to start. Since my last post I told my husband it was over. For real this time. I feel so bad for how I told him and for flip flopping so many times. Even tho I am a evil horrible person who has no guilt I do understand he has feelings. So I feel bad for that.
I moved into my parents house, in the spare room, this weekend. Its a temporary situation until he can get his own place. That apt is in my name and so I am going to keep it. He has to tell his parents, hopefully they will help him get out and set up.
Things are going well w/ Thumper. We aren't looking to be in a relationship so we are just enjoying each others company. I saw him again this Friday. Met him at his house as soon as he got home from work. Had dinner and spent a lot of time just lounging around his bed/couch. I def enjoy spending time w/ him. Hes very sweet and affectionate. I like it. I think I am doing ok not getting too attached. I just don't want him spending time w/ anyone else. We can be FWB's if I'm the only F he B's.
I did chose to NOT let him know just yet about my husband and I splitting up. I don't want him to think I am doing it for him or something.
An old potential flame just reappeared outta the blue on Thursday also. I met this guy in January and we had clicked. We met the first time and all was well. Then one day...poof. He was gone. Stopped texting. Nothing. I emailed him saying that I deserved an explanation but nope, nada. Then Thursday I logged into my gmail and low and behold theres and email from him w/ some lame excuse about why he fell off the face of the earth. Hmm... We emailed back and forth for awhile. Its obvious what he wants. Sucks for him that he didnt email me sooner. I dont wanna skeezebag around. No thanks.
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