Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving was great. The food was great. The atmosphere was great. The company was great. And then I get the phone call. You know the one your ex sends you each holiday just to say hello. Of course, I'm spending Thanksgiving with my boyfriend, his family and my mom. I'm not going to answer that call. So I let it go to voicemail and will check it later.

Later....I am listening to that lovely voicemail. Just wanted to wish you a Happy Thanksgiving, it said. Then it went...But seriously, if you don't ever want to talk to me just tell me.... It isn't that I don't want to talk to him. I don't even hate the guy. The problem is, he always calls that the wrong time so I don't answer it or he will talk about the past and how he misses it. What a downer for Thanksgiving. Sorry I choose not to answer. Sorry I'm still choosing not to call you back. Call me what you will, but I must do things for my own sanity. And yes I'm thinking of myself for once, not anyone else.