Ok, so there was maybe like one, but he was the one causing all the drama.
Anyway.
Because of that fact, I have managed to stay on fairly decent terms with my exes...you know the kind of terms that say when you see one another at the zoo with your kids in tow you kindly say hello and ask how things are without any expletives involved.
But there are also times when I see certain exes, you know, like the ones who dumped me, that I really revel in. Times when my hair is all fixed, make-up done...you know, times that (I hope) make them feel like crap for letting someone as awesome as me go. I'm a wee bit vindictive like that.
I don't get lucky like that too often though. More times than not, I get the scenario I got last weekend.
I was in Houston running some errands for my Mom. My parents have never moved, so going to visit them often means seeing old friends from high school unexpectedly.
I was wearing workout clothes and still sweaty from doing the 30 Day Shred. I had on no make-up and I'm fairly sure my hair was a complete wreck. I needed to run into Target for 2 things and then I would be on my way.
I made my way through the store fine...I didn't see a single person I knew. Yes! I'm totally homefree, I thought.
I rounded the corner and headed for the cashwraps. That's when I saw him.
Mr. Sophomore Year BF. I recognized him first and stood there frozen in the aisle....for a second I thought I could maybe dart to the closest checkout lane when...
Haley? Is that you?
(sh!t) I'm screwed.
I walk over and we talk. We both have spouses, kids. Typical boring catch-up conversation continues.
And all the while I'm kicking myself for not looking fabulous...and wondering how bad I smell.
After a few minutes we part ways and I checkout.
It was then that I vowed never to leave the house without make-up again.




































