Something old, something new, something borrowed . . .

This old saying isn't just for brides. I know because I woke up this lovely Monday morning to texts from three guys from various chapters of my life - something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue (well not yet on the last one, but it's a matter of time).

My something old was a text from an long-time lover - the one I've written about many times (most recently in Resolve). He had a significant role in helping me gather the confidence and courage to leave my ex. I'm forever grateful to him for that. But, until his drive-by text early this morning, I hadn't heard from him in a month and that makes me sad. He said in the text, "Just thinkin about u." I do miss him though.

Something new is the guy I met a few weeks ago when he came down to help my good friend move. Meeting him was the only good thing that came out of her move to the next state. He texted about his next visit - hopefully this weekend.

Something borrowed is an interesting situation. He's my first love. I met him on my seventeenth birthday when I lived in England, and we've kept in touch ever since, but typically not more than once every few months. I've visited twice - once alone and once with my ex. Our friendship has survived my many loves and breakups. He married the woman he met after me - happily, I don't know. Now they have two kids. That's why I consider him borrowed. I have a HUGE update on this one that I'll post about soon. The text did something odd and I didn't receive what he actually sent. It's a shocker.

My blue hasn't happened yet, but I suspect it will soon when my bad date guy texts next. He doesn't seem to get that our date was a disaster, so he keeps texting and I keep being busy. I'm blue when I get this texts and he's probably blue when I don't respond. Well, maybe not.

Love to the single girls,
Addison

P.S. My blue did actually happen yesterday afternoon, but it wasn't from bad date guy. It was a text out of the blue from a guy I met very briefly walking down the sidewalk in my neighborhood. I'm not sure why I gave him my number. I was tired and in a rush and just did. He's texted one a week or so for a month now without any response from me.