Me and my obsession. My obsession and me
It's been a funny old week. And I know it's only Wednesday. In fact, it started off last week, so I suppose you really could call it a funny old fortnight.
Last Saturday I was invited to the V & A in London by a lovely lady from work. She was going to the Surrealism exhibition with her daughter, and as I had mentioned it in the past, she asked if I'd like to go with them. The Mrs didn't seem overly keen on making the trip to see it (even though she is a fan of some of Dali's work), so I thought, why not? I duly told the Mrs, who because I had never mentioned the said lady from work before, immediately thought I was going off to London on some secret rendez vous behind her back. Now, I know she can get a bit paranoid & a bit insecure at times, but even I thought that was going a bit far. Anyway, I went to the exhibition, and had a really nice time, and decided to just put up with the Mrs, her paranoid ways & the 306 text messages she sent me.
Nice views at the V & A
I guess I don't really help myself sometimes, but today I was in the big smoke again for a course for work. Being the open & trustworthy person that I am, I told the Mrs about my day out. I also just happened to mention that I was going to meet My Obsession (you may remember her) for lunch as the course was near her place of work. Obviously I didn't call the said friend My Obsession, but the Mrs is well aware I used to quite fancy this girl (see, that's me being honest again) and was not exactly keen on us meeting up. The paranoia & multitude of texts started again. I was honest & just said it was two friends meeting for lunch.
In all honesty there was a certain amount of curiosity on my side though. Would I still fancy her? And if I did, would it be reciprocated? I was never really sure if My Obsession knew I fancied her or not. If she did, she certainly never let on. I know I wanted her to fancy me, but that was pure fantasy on my part.
So we met for lunch, and had a really nice time catching up again (just to update you all, she has no special lady at the moment & finds it hard to even commit to drinks in a weeks time, let alone to anything or anyone else). And if I'm truly honest, I did still fancy her a little bit. It was the wit & the dry sense of humour; it gets me every time. Oh, and also the high heels, but don't tell the Mrs I said that.
So what does all this mean for me & the Mrs now? Well, not an awful lot really. In one of her many texts before me & My Obsession had lunch, the Mrs said if me & the said Obsession wanted to get together, she wouldn't stand in my way & would let me go. I found this a bit hard as she sounded like she wouldn't even want to fight for me (hah, only in my wildest dreams would I have two women fighting over me!). Her way of seeing it was she wouldn't want to stand in my way if that was what I really wanted. She probably doesn't realise it yet, but by letting me go, it's meant I've come back to her.
My obsessional (well, not literally)
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