Well. That was weird. There I am, minding my own business at work when I get a phone call from the ex I’d been living with (along with my mate, her husband). She’s decided she’s leaving him and could she possibly use my new spare room. Given that they let me stay in their spare room I can’t really say no – but on the other hand…people might just think it’s a bit odd.
I divorce – and move in with ex, then when I move out the ex moves out and in with me. I’m not quite sure how to explain this to our mutual friends – of which there are a lot, we’ve all known each other since Uni. I suspect that the gossip mill is already running over time.
So she turns up last night – with possibly the largest suitcase I’ve ever seen. I think she’s got half of her flat in it! I suspect she’s planning on staying for a little while - she’s certainly got enough clothes to keep her going!
Anyway she’s very upset – but we didn’t chat for long last night as we both went to bed early. We’re going to catch up tonight to discuss what’s going on.
What a mess! (And how come I only got to enjoy my own space for so little time?)
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