Not upset...maybe miffed is a better word. And tired.
Little rap rap rap on my door last night. Ex b/f apparently had parked behind my house and walked up the street to the restaurant/bar near me and drank some beer until they kicked him out. It was almost midnight. I was asleep. I haven't gotten to the point yet where I don't let him in, but I don't do backflips because he decided to grace me with his presence anymore, either.
I don't know if he wanted a booty call or food, but he was getting neither. I said "I'm tired" and he said "Well so am I." I can see where a full day of drinking would make you more tired than say, a JOB.
Finally an hour later he left. He muttered a curt "I'm sorry to interrupt you" and slammed the door a bit.
SO all about him. I could be laying there dying and his concern would be himself.
Thanks for the vent time.
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