Surely the only highlight of my day

Oh wait, that should probably read, "Surely the only highlight of his day." So, my XXB (aka my ex ex boyfriend) invited me to lunch today, and I said yes. No, my heart did not flutter in the least when he invited me, nor did it flutter when I saw him, nor did it flutter when he hugged me. He did smell nice, but that didn't make my heart flutter either. All signs to reiterate my own knowing that I truly am over this toddler. I say this because he is 9 years younger than me. And, you can stop right there in your judgmental tracks. I am no prowling animal and I hate when people suggest that women are hunting down men younger to lure into their dating world. I didn't hunt the XXB down, I didn't ask him to dance, or ask him out. He asked me to dance. I said no. He asked again. I said no. He asked again, I said yes. He asked for my number. I said no. He asked again, I said no, but I will take your number. I didn't call him, but a few days later I saw him elsewhere, and he kept looking at me with those beseeching eyes, and I finally gave him a call. From across the room. Ha ha. We thereafter dated for almost a year before our "romance" crashed and burned. It was another year before we spoke again, and we have been friends ever since.

At lunch, we talked about this and that. He is still lamenting that girl who broke up with him by text. Honestly, I believe the XXB has been shot by that sneaky little cuss -- Cupid. I refuse to extract his love arrow. I think a little unrequited love will be good for the XXB's soul. Not only that, but I think the current object of his desire may be swayed by his gentle and flattering persistence. I was, and I don't regret being swayed. I got what looks like a long term friend out of it :)


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