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July 26, 2000
Waiting.
I seem to be shrinking.
When I was measured a couple of years ago, I was exactly 5'10". Yesterday, at my doctor's appointment, I was 5'8". I have lost two inches in about two years. I'm shrinking! At this rate, I'll be pocket-sized in no time at all... I'll have to update my hopping from key to key. Maybe I can train the cat to carry me around.
The doctor's appointment was pretty much all unpleasant. See, one of the uglier aspects of the whole divorce is the fact that, since Barry was lying and cheating, I have been put at risk, and I have to be tested for STDS and HIV. I'd like to think that I have nothing to worry about, but he told so many lies that now I can't believe anything he ever said. When we first started dating and had the big discussion about our romatic pasts, he told me he'd only slept with three other women. I was impressed, and I believed him -- until I realized that he'd only told me that after I told him I had only been with two other guys. (So I don't get lucky... ever. Hmmm.) I have learned, over the past few months, just how good he is at telling people just what they want to hear -- he is an expert at telling people just the right things to make himself look good. So for all I know, he slept with all the women in England before he moved here. I know the story of his ex-girlfriend wasn't convincing, and there was a woman he dated here before he met me... his explanation of that didn't make sense, either. (They were just friends, and one day she decided she wanted to marry him? Um, I don't buy it.) So I'm waiting now, for results I hope are good. I was so freaked out by the whole thing that I forgot to ask how long it would be until I got the results. Anybody know? I'm hoping they're good. It would be just like him, though, to leave me with one last thing, one more blow... and right now, I'm scared half to death.
Posted by Mary Ellen at July 26, 2000 04:12 PM