but it's been three whole days NC and it's so strange.
I don't even feel bad really.
The oddest part is that I know if I never speak to him he will never speak to me. He is the most stubborn person on earth and I know if I make sure to never cross his path, he will never attempt a reconciliation. Pretty sad after four years, eh?
The last thing he said (texted) to me was:
"I can't and won't do your unwarranted tantrums and name calling anymore. I'm done."
This was a response to my asking if there was a day BEFORE THE END OF THE SUMMER when he could have a picnic with me while the children were at day camp. Keeping in mind that I had "serviced" him every time he asked without a much as a date. He said, "I'll have to try to get a day off." The next day, he told me he cut work because an aquaintance invited him to a Cubs' game last minute. " (We live right by Wrigley Field and Lake Michigan) He said, "I don't even like him, but it's a nice day so why not?"
Then I said, "Thanks, Jerk. In four years you could not go to a game with me despite a hundred invitations or even a picnic where you could just get drunk and pass out on the beach."
That was the sum of my "unwarranted tantrums and name calling." Calling him a jerk and expecting more than he gives to an aquaintence that he "doesn't even like."
I feel very, very calm.