I am a little hungover this morning, which for a Wednesday morning isn't the best thing, but it was worth it. I let loose a bit and it was needed. I also met the future last night and it wasn't really so bad. It was honestly like a rip in time opened and I saw myself in 40 years. Here's how everything went down...
I was working on docs and classes yesterday for the most part during the day. Nothing exciting but it was work. Around 2 KBF comes over. I really don't like them together. Sorry, but I don't. She acts like a total fucking idiot around him. She forgets to be herself and it's annoying. Around 4 I decide I want to run over to the toy store to pick up puzzle glue and another puzzle. They come with me. I just couldn't take it. They were driving me nuts. We get back ad she starts asking me if I making dinner. It's like what the fuck, I have to feed him AGAIN? Ever since they have been back together I am feeding this kid. Doesn't he have his own place? Plus it was 4:30 and way too early for dinner. She wasn't even hungry. She wanted food for him. I was like no, I don't. Eat fucking leftovers. She gets pissed at me and tells me I am being a jerk. Whatever. Then they go off into the bedroom and that's when I just say fuck it and decided to go out. I went down to the local pub where I have been going lately. I actually enjoy going there because it really is a pub. Food, big tables, fireplaces, people bringing their kids in, etc. It works for me. When I get there last night there are three other guys in the place. Two at the bar and one at a table. I sit at the bar and we all are chatting with the bartender and one guy who I thought was in his late 60s starts chatting with me. Turns out he is 83. Native. Married three times, the last for 37 years to a Playboy bunny. Married when he was about 40-41. He owned companies, had money, lost money, very smart - two masters degrees including one in chemistry -, and just fun to be around. He was starting to get to me after his fourth or fifth beer, but mostly because he started to repeat himself. I don't think he is used to someone talking to him as long as I did. I found him downright fascinating because I seriously saw the future in him. A nice guy, enjoying himself, a little lonely, but harmless. Heck he even was hitting on some 50 year old. I was like damn, look at him go after the 'young girls'. Still smoked, still drank, still had spirit. I HOPE I can be like this guy in 40 years.
I came home around 8 or 8:30 and they were gone. Good. They had gone out for Indian food. I was feeling more relaxed at this point aka intoxicated. Not seriously though. I only had three drinks at the bar but I was definitely less cranky than earlier. I decided to drink two little bottles of champagne I had in the fridge when I got home. That's where the hangover is coming from for sure. I ignored them for the rest of the night as they were off in the bedroom again. I messed around on the computer for a while and then went to bed.
I did learn one thing that may be interesting in the next few months. It seems KBF's company is moving and it would be in his best interest to get an apartment near where they will be moving as it's over a bridge. If that's the case, I have a feeling the kid will start spending more time there which means I get my house back. It could be interesting shortly.
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