Well, Prince came to Israel. We talked. He’s gotten back with his wife. Oh well.
She’s a good woman, or at least his only complaint is that she’s too religious (Muslim) so I’ll show mercy.
I wonder if I indirectly had something to do with their getting back together. I really hope so. I mean, if one is going to be the other woman or in this case, the what-he-can-get-after-a-split, one might as well do some good. I may not be much in the general market, but in my age group, I’m alright enough to cause some anxiety. So if I helped her in some small way to understand that his life wasn’t going to end because she got her priorities mixed up, then that’s a good thing. One more woman has gained a bit of sense.
So now I definitely don’t have a boyfriend. I do have a friend though. On the other side of the abyss, I can say that and actually be able to relate to what he’s going through instead of just being butthurt about my loss. It really is cool.
So the plan basically continues as before. I’ll stick with the lesser evils when I’m in need, so I can stay focused on work.
