To all those wondering how my weekend went, I’m sorry about the delay but I’ve had to digest a little.
Saturday night was the party where the ex-wife would be. We showed up, there were less people there then we thought and pretty much right away my Frenchman introduced me to his ex-wife… and left me with her. Errrr. She was nice, sweet, friendly in a forced way. And because there weren’t too many people there, I bumped into her 4-5 times and made conversation. Yeah. Did it. Got through it.
Thankfully there was alcohol and music. No, I didn’t get wasted, but let’s say I made the best of it.
Also thankfully, the ex-wife is kinda plain looking. Yeah, I know that’s nasty. While I was hot. Got a few looks from various people – possibly because I was hot, but also possibly because people were wondering who the hell I was.
My Frenchman introduced me to the people he knew, I made polite chit chat, my Frenchman and I danced a bit together. Then as the evening progressed he started disappearing more and more for smoke breaks and took longer to come back.
Enter some more alcohol and solo dancing. But no, I still didn’t get wasted. But I danced my ass off, because I love dancing and alcohol fuels the love.
I was getting pretty pissed off that I was spending so much time alone. By the end of the night, I was fuming. Oh, and did I forget to mention that my Frenchman forgot to say I looked nice. Aha.
At one point I decided to go and find my Frenchman. I found him talking to a friend and his wife about his separation with his ex and how difficult things were for the kids. I stood there for a few seconds while the conversation continued, me feeling invisible.
Conclusion: when we left, I exploded. Said he hadn’t paid me attention. That he’d left me to it, knowing full well that I knew no-one and that his ex was hovering. He said I wasn’t a baby and that his ex had never complained when he’d left her alone at parties. To which I said (or rather screamed): I am not your ex, I am me, and we don’t come from the same worlds, you and your ex have the same friends, you both know everyone, I don’t know anyone!!!!!
I was MAD. Now I just feel a bit sick to the stomach. As I said, I am still digesting.
He didn’t apologize. On the contrary, he turned it against me, saying that I over-reacted and that he didn’t appreciate being yelled at.
Does my head in.