When I left you last, we had just finished talking about the FP picking a fight so he could do what he wanted. That never really changed for the duration of our relationship. This post is about him coming to Florida to see me and his children. Now, if you haven’t read the previous posts regarding this man, we worked together prior to him leaving for training. We were in a squadron that didn’t have many individuals but definitely not many individuals the same rank as him…here in lies this story…
People feed off drama…and if the drama/gossip isn’t about them, that’s even better! There was a story going around about a lady in the building, who was married, that was having “relations’ of some sort with a man that was the same rank as MR. FP in the same squadron. It was fairly easy to narrow down the prospects. There were only a handful. Well, one of the individuals who was the same rank was actually confronted by the woman’s husband at church! This individual is my friend and told me about what happened. We were both trying to figure out who it was as it was NOT my friend. I told Mr. FP that night after work to get his thoughts as he had been in the squadron for a while…much longer than my friend and I. He was helping me narrow down the candidates. Everyone he came up with, I had a counter reason of why it wouldn’t be them. It just didn’t sit right with me. Too much thinking…I needed sleep.
The next morning, we were having breakfast and I was still thinking about the possible person. Call it intuition, gut, whatever…something was off. Well, low and behold Mr. FP told me he needed to tell me something as he didn’t want to start our relationship off with lies! He was the person the married woman was “only talking” too! I just stood there, holding my head, telling myself (and actually saying out loud) how stupid I was. He kept hugging me and telling me how much he loved me and that he couldn’t lose me. He swore up and down that they sent emails back and forth but nothing ever happened between them. And – you guessed it – my dumb ass believed him! I told you all – it takes a bit before I pull my head out of my ass ‘cuz I figure out it’s not a hat!
Until next time…xoxo
Tracy
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