We didn't work then and wouldn't now

Last night, I met my ex-before-my-ex for drinks. It had been more than two years since I had seen him last.

As soon as he walked into the restaurant and just after hello, he went into this long monologue about his frustrations dealing with the phone company to set up a wireless hot spot for his dad's rural home. We got a table near the bar, ordered drinks and toasted when they arrived. His story was still in progress and went on for at least 20 minutes.

As soon as he finished, he took a breath, smiled and said, "So, how are you?"

Things rarely change.

I just shook my head and laughed. "Fabulous. Never been better."

"Are you still married?," he asked. "Where do you live now?"

I guess Facebook doesn't reveal as much as I thought or he would know the answers. Or maybe he just wanted to hear it straight from me.

We caught up on people we both knew, love and life in general. Since I've known him he's never been completely happy. He never seems satisfied, but he's never willing to make the effort to make changes. The he told me a little about his relationship with the artist he's been dating for about two years.

"We're not kids anymore," he said. "It doesn't have to be fireworks between us."

I disagree and told him so. "Everyone deserves steamy passion in their relationships."

Sometimes we have to revisit the past as a reminder of why we left it there. 

Love to the single girls,
Addison