He doesn't exist to me

I ain’t even mad at him. Naw. Not even mad.

I been walking around all day trying to talk myself out of calling Sexy Man just to see if I can do it. We have talked or seen each other damn near everyday for the past 5 months.
Now that I am at the new spot..which by the way..I love my new job..he is a little bitter.

We met for lunch yesterday..(my THIRD day of work) and I ended up taking a hour and a half..this is just not gonna work! My ass is going to get fired! ~LOL~

So, today..I wage this inner battle with my desires. I am not going to call him today.
Everytime I thought of calling him, I said..”He doesn’t exist to me!” Hilarious!
I was walking through the maze of cubicles at the J-O and I saw this HUGE magnet thingy that had his initials..and I thought to myself..I should take that and put it on my..I dunno…something metal that I must have somewhere..and then I thought..WHY? He doesn’t exist to me! And I busted out laughing.

The people where I work must think I need medical attention!! I was just cracking myself up all day.

So, it’s not that I’m mad at him..I’m not. I am just trying to make sure I got myself in check..because I need and love this job!