I just had the strangest, weirdest, most odd and yet wonderful conversation anyone has ever had with their recently ex-husband ever. I've already told you our divorce was amicable. We've now crossed the line from from amicable to best friends forever territory. But not in an 'I want to get back together' way. More like he's a really good friend who I tell stuff about my relationships to and he does the same. Only until December 1 we were married so it's very strange to be talking about what we talked about.
Today he came over to my place so we could exchange music files and both have our complete CD collection. Then we went to get my kayak from our old condo place. We had to use a hack saw because neither of us could find the right key to the lock. All we were missing were black ski masks. We totally could have been arrested if someone gotten the wrong idea. We laughed and talked and the conversation turned to new relationships.
Over lunch we discussed me and Friendster Guy, and X and his new girlfriend. And we didn't talk superficially. We talked about first kisses (where, when, the process leading up to it), dating, and baggage we are each taking into these new relationships (baggage that we got from each other I might add). We even talked about the fact that it wasn't weird to have sex with someone new. Who talks like this with their X husband? No one I know. We both admitted to our new habits of brutal honesty at the expense of saying too much and how it's actually working pretty well for us. Unfortunately for X, he and his gal pal are on the rocks. He feels like he has been "punched in the stomach" because she's not sure they should be together anymore (she's got some baggage of her own that she's dealing with. We all do.). I honestly feel bad for the guy. I even volunteered to invite him to a mixer some of my gal pals might be planning. He said he'd let me know if he needed some help "networking". His circle of friends is too close for comfort. He definitely needs to branch out.
I'll tell you what, I didn't marry (or divorce) an asshole. X is a genuinely good guy. We had our issues and we shouldn't be married but we have both learned a lot from the experience. It's absolutely amazing that we can be so open with each other. It's sad that we weren't that open when we were together but we'll take that into our next relationships. It's all about communication people. Open your mouth, or write it down, but if you need it or feel it, say it.
P.S. Totally off the subject, Did anyone watch the opening ceremonies of the Olympics last night? Did you notice how bad the camera work was? You couldn't tell what the hell was going on. It was chaos. I turned it off less than 10 minutes in after the cow people (photos #8 and 12 in this slideshow) and went to bed at 9:30.
Today he came over to my place so we could exchange music files and both have our complete CD collection. Then we went to get my kayak from our old condo place. We had to use a hack saw because neither of us could find the right key to the lock. All we were missing were black ski masks. We totally could have been arrested if someone gotten the wrong idea. We laughed and talked and the conversation turned to new relationships.
Over lunch we discussed me and Friendster Guy, and X and his new girlfriend. And we didn't talk superficially. We talked about first kisses (where, when, the process leading up to it), dating, and baggage we are each taking into these new relationships (baggage that we got from each other I might add). We even talked about the fact that it wasn't weird to have sex with someone new. Who talks like this with their X husband? No one I know. We both admitted to our new habits of brutal honesty at the expense of saying too much and how it's actually working pretty well for us. Unfortunately for X, he and his gal pal are on the rocks. He feels like he has been "punched in the stomach" because she's not sure they should be together anymore (she's got some baggage of her own that she's dealing with. We all do.). I honestly feel bad for the guy. I even volunteered to invite him to a mixer some of my gal pals might be planning. He said he'd let me know if he needed some help "networking". His circle of friends is too close for comfort. He definitely needs to branch out.
I'll tell you what, I didn't marry (or divorce) an asshole. X is a genuinely good guy. We had our issues and we shouldn't be married but we have both learned a lot from the experience. It's absolutely amazing that we can be so open with each other. It's sad that we weren't that open when we were together but we'll take that into our next relationships. It's all about communication people. Open your mouth, or write it down, but if you need it or feel it, say it.
P.S. Totally off the subject, Did anyone watch the opening ceremonies of the Olympics last night? Did you notice how bad the camera work was? You couldn't tell what the hell was going on. It was chaos. I turned it off less than 10 minutes in after the cow people (photos #8 and 12 in this slideshow) and went to bed at 9:30.
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