Up

So, an ex of mine found out he was going to be able to go on a short cruise from Ft. Lauderdale to the Bahamas.  And he could bring a guest.  Since we're still on good terms and he's a "manfriend", he wanted me to come.  So I accepted.  What's better than a free, all-expenses paid trip - airfare, hotel, cruise to a place I'd never been, right? 

I just got back Tuesday.  It was FABULOUS!  Lots of sun, beautiful blue water, soft white sand beaches.  So relaxing and just what I needed.  Didn't need to worry about money even though I had plenty for once.  No worries whatsoever.  I came back with sunburn, relaxed, and in a great mood.  Then I took the rest of the week off, leaving the house to go to my pdoc and afterwards treated myself to lunch at my favorite restaurant.  All is well.

Down

Today I get a text from the manfriend.  He's sorry but we can no longer text or talk.  He has a "friend".  I'm sorry say what?  Seems it's been off and on for a month and they've decided to try to make it work.  Well there went my damn day.  I'm not in a spiraling downward depression - though I could be.  Instead I'm cleaning and organizing with a vengeance, complaining to everyone who will listen (or pretend to), listening to loud music, then I'm gonna Tae Bo until I drop.  And the funny thing?  This is the second time this has happened to me in the past couple of months.  You'd think I'd be used to it by now.  At least this time I was actually told.  Last time I found out on the person's Facebook page.  Ain't life grand?