And now the time has come, to say good bye
Mr. M is now just another on the long list of failed attempts at some kind of a love life. Although, to his credit, it was good while it lasted.
I'm not going to get into the why's or try to analyze. I can take a hint. No responses to any communication (it's more than that but I don't want to get into here on the blog) kind of sets the tone, don't you think? One part of me half thinks he found this blog and that is why all communication came to a screeching halt. I'm not going to make any apologies for it. This blog is what it is. A place for me to get out what I need to. Hell, I don't even put 1/4 of what goes on on this little corner of the blogosphere.
So now it's on to concentrating on other things. More time at the gym. Finally getting my room back in some semblence of order. Getting myself organized financially, something that is long overdue. And just, well, just focusing on me again.
I hope I'm wrong. I'm hoping the extended silence doesn't mean the end but really, I may be blond but I'm not dumb. You don't need to smack me over the head with a 2x4 to get the hint.