Detatch, Detatch, Detatch
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Detatch, Detatch, Detatch
| Thu, 07-10-2008 - 1:38pm |
H is in his new apt. as of Monday this week. He came by to see the kids last night, pick up some things and I ran a few errands. I found myself calling his cell phone from Kohls to see if he wanted me to buy him a coffee pot while I was there (he'd asked if we had a spare). I could kick myself...WHY do I do this kind of stuff for him. He sure as heck wouldn't do it for me. I had one of those 15% off coupons, the coffee pot was 1/2 price and I can't stand the way he won't shop around and get a great price (I'm thirfty).
I must detatch. I must detatch. I must detatch!

That describes STBX and I.
I am no longer in love w/ DH and he's not that sweet.