Blownaway

**Over the holidays I have been away from blogging. However I started many posts as these events played out. So instead of creating one outlandishly long post I will finish said previously started so you can read along with the suspense I felt while living them.**

Middle of December

I am not an organized person. I am always about 10 minutes late, this is something I hate about myself. My parents were always 10 minutes late so I guess I came by it honestly, but this does not lessen the fact that I am constantly finding myself scrambling around at the last minute.

So as usual I was scrambling around trying to get to Bulk Barn so that I could by the necessary ingredients for the Christmas treats I was creating for an upcoming Christmas party. Just as I was about to shove me feet into my boots and shut off the lights my phone rings. I expect it to be PhD and grab the phone to take with my on my excursion (it was her party, she could hear me complain about the rain that I had to shop in to get the goodies). But it wasn't her name on the call display. It was Lumberjack's.


What?

Wait? Should I answer this call? I stared at the phone with my mouth open until I recognized from the ring tone that his call was about to be sent to voicemail.

I flipped my phone open and said hello.

He was very casual at first, like it hadn't a month since we last spoke on the phone, and even longer since he left my bed early one morning never to return.

I just went with the flow. Saying what I'd been up too, and how our mutual friends were doing (I see a lot more of them then he does). After an awkward pause he started to apologize. He said he never intended for that to have been the last night we saw each other. That he liked talking and spending time with me. That he hadn't been seeing anyone else while we were together (which lead me to believe that he'd seen someone since the break-up but that has never been confirmed or denied, or even asked about).

He said he thinks I'm an amazing girl and that he wasn't sure if he could give me what I want, or that he deserved me. (I hate Hate HATE when people think they know what I want without asking or think they aren't good enough for me....let me make my own decisions thank-you very much!)

Apparently the idea of spending Halloween watching scary movies and drinking red dyed drinks with our mutual friends was too couplely for him and instead of telling me that he bailed. For me meeting each others personal friends is much more couplely then hanging with your mutual ones...but that is not the point. The point is he bailed without an explanation, and then avoided me (my opinion) or we couldn't connect (his opinion).

He apologized a lot and sounded very sincere. He thanked me for answering the call, and asked if he could call me again.

I said yes. Have a Merry Christmas.

He said I'll call you before then.

I hung up the phone sat on the couch and immediately sent our mutual friends a WTF text.

Then I remembered I still needed to get candies for the party and was now even later then ever.