I got a birthday email from BB. A week late. It said something to the effect of "Realized I missed your birthday. Sorry I missed a chance to point out that you are older than me again." To which I replied "Amazing how you turned your mistake into a zing on me. I know what you really meant though, and I accept your apology and well-wishes." He sent me a response telling me about his new job. I looked him up at the new hospital and google mapped his new office.
He looks like shit, and no wonder, because his new office is in the middle of a god-forsaken stretch of highway with not a tree, or shrub, or happy thought anywhere nearby. Thank you, google street view, for that priceless opportunity to stalk. And gloat.
So, he's in my mind again. And I think about what life might have been like had we stayed together (crap) and what had gone down last year and the whole thing. Its been a while since I've wasted much thought on him. Seeing his hospital mug shot though, brought it all back up.
Then I felt guilty for having even responded. And for having him in my mind.
So, the next day, I am sitting innocently at my desk at work shuffling paper from one side of the desk to the other, which seems to be what I do best, when I hear an unfamiliar voice ask where my office is. I think "Shit. Its lunchtime, man! What does this lady want from me? I don't have time for this (these piles don't move themselves!)"
And into my office walks a pudgy woman with a bad perm and mom jeans. With flowers in her hand.
Flowers for me. From Prof. For our 4-monthiversary.
I was speechless. No, really. I was. I had no words. Then the first words I spoke were "holy fuck." And by that, I meant "I am very lucky to have such a wonderful boyfriend". It just came out wrong. I've never gotten flowers at work before - I didn't know how to act. The card simply said "Happy 4-Months". The co-workers were simply jealous.
I suspect that it is quite rare to have an email from an ex followed up so closely by flowers from the current. It really gave me a chance to reflect on the really good thing I have now, and how very different and shitty things were last year at this time. It almost made me cry.
Wonder what he's going to get me for our 5-month?