Last night
So.....you want to know what happened?
First off, my office got Chinese food (which I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE and refuse to eat,
nothing is appealing to me--but I
adore Japanese and Thai) and I decided to eat one fortune cookie. The fortune struck me as so odd and so suitable that I kept it in my wallet. It pretty much sums up relationships (for women, anyway, from my experience of talking to girls):
"The pleasure of what we enjoy is lost by wanting more."
Um........
word?
The ex was never able to ultimately "make me happy". I realized later that DUH, Valerie, people aren't
supposed to make you happy!!!!!
Happiness comes from self-contentment, a high self esteem, introspection, creativity, evolution, self-awareness, compassion for all, and especially love of self. I'm a
Leo: I got it easier than most

But nah, just playin', fo sheezy, I had to realize that I was using relationships as panaceas for whatever I felt was lacking inside. It was a LONG and painful process that overwhelmed me and made me miserable, hahahahaha!!! Finally, I got my Self back. I stopped blaming myself or the ex for things and just accepted things As They Are and What The Fuck Can You Really Do But Move On? Granted, the ex was also fucked up and seriously flawed as well, to the point where we weren't very compatible in lifestyles and views on relationships, and he probably shouldn't even be in one, either. He is currently using his new relationship as a band-aid for our broken one, and he's having trouble
already. 
Whatever, it is
not my job to psychoanalyze him. On the realla.
All this was in my mind as yesterday wore on, while I anticipated the meeting. I was bitching to Rachel, my coworker, "Dammit, I was
so happy and then the ex just fucking fucks it all up
again with his drama! And I can't bring myself to say Fuck Off, and it's getting
to me." Rachel sympathized.
No one screws with my head and upsets me easier than that man. I am otherwise objective, laid back, pleasant, easy-going, and free. Interaction with him throws me off kilter. What makes it worse is I see that it's all in my head, and it's
my problem that he affects me, and I get mad at myself for feeling upset.

It is just a shame.
Anyway, I went to kickboxing and it wasn't too hard on my body: I expected the high impact of jumping around and pounding to damage me already pounded legs, but I got through it fine and today only my left shin is a bit sore. Weights today, no cardio. YAY!
Well, I was driving to the Brewery through the mountains and was going to make it at 8pm sharp. At about 7:55 I check my phone and the ex texted me "Can't make it. Some other time".
Um, I had mixed feelings. I was GLAD to be off the hook! I was GRATEFUL that I didn't have to listen to his bullshit. I was also PISSED OFF that I had to suffer all day, trying not to think about how worried I was that if I saw him, I'd still have feelings for him. And I was SUSPICIOUS that his Beezy was to blame for the sudden break of plans.
I texted back, "more beer for me! I'm staying until they carry me out : D" and I went in and relaxed with my fellow Boulder Creekans. The bar tender "B" is very nice to me and we're sort of attracted to each other, well, I know HE wants to fuck, I dunno about myself. Anyway, I always talk to him about everything because it amuses him greatly. He is a Sagittarius, we are just comfortable around each other. His hugs feel good

I drank some pints and ate a side Caesar salad that was covered in too much delicious Parmesan. Oh well, it was good--I hadn't had any cheese yesterday anyway, and I needed calcium and fat--"period".
My suspicions (about the meddling Beezy) were correct. At 10pm
the ex called. I was like, "what do you want?" and he said he had to ask me a question. You will not believe this........
"Do you still love me and want to be with me?"
"Uh......I don't feel comfortable answering that.....
WHY???"
"Because I
was asked to ask you that."
"Ohhhhh--then
no!"
"OK! Carry on then."
Click.
What the fuck? Really!! Sooooooooooo I was again all fucked up mentally. I talked to Brent about it, got a hug, and went home. I was upset and mad at myself for being upset by this stupid teenage bullshit. At home, I wasn't sure what to do with myself. So I pulled out my yoga mat. Then I decided, I am just going to try Scorpion pose. I have always wanted to do it, and that would be a great distraction. I lined up the mat near my wall, did an assisted head stand, folded my legs over my head to touch the wall, tip-toed down the wall as close to my head as possible, and lifted my head off the floor and myself onto my forearms.
I DID IT. I GOT INTO SCORPION POSE, AS CRAPPY AND ASSISTED AS IT WAS!!!!!!!!!!!
I did it several times, and it is INTENSE. Holy shit. My back is
flexible, damn!!!! 
Anyway, the pride I felt in the accomplishment and the high hopes for the future in being able to do it again, unassisted, someday, pleased me and took my mind off of the ex and his drama.
I will not follow up by calling or emailing.