Think it's absolutely weird that my roommate and I have ex-es appearing in our lives again at the same time. There must be some cosmic confluence around my apartment or something. Hers will be over tonight after an afternoon matinee and dinner. Was out with my ex, and mind you this was an ex from 3 years ago yesterday and day before and was overwhelmed with affection and impeccably considerate manners (too considerate so to speak). Was called "hon" (short for honey) twice, and when sharing family style dinner, he insisted on dishing out all the food for me.
Am realizing that despite all that was considerably annoyed and awkward. Feel guilty for being annoyed, but hey, this girl's been on her own for three years and all of a sudden there's someone here to spoon food into my mouth. Just was not at all comfortable also at being called "hon" since I am after all not that and would rather it stay that way. Perhaps also realized change in myself. No longer that whiny 23/24 yo. who needs her man to do everything.
Or at least I should hope so.