Anticipation

To follow up... Yes I survived the Germany Meeting, I managed to soften everyone up with German chocolate and sweets and Hot drinks. Win!

Funny thing happened this weekend... but first a little background.

Shortly after my trip to visit Mr-not-X-at-the-time, I went to visit his mum mostly to share the photos of the trip and exchange pleasantries. When I said good-bye I kinda knew  at the back of my mind that there was a good chance that it would be last last time I would be seeing her as the girlfriend of her son.

Anyway history happened and ever since then I have been wondering exactly how it would go down if I saw The Lady again. To get things straight, I really liked His mum. She is a very pleasant person and I think I would have been quite sad if His mother reacted in a Hollywood-esque manner of disappointment. (yeah, yeah, reality is so not as dramatic as that)

So in traffic I would notice the number plates of all the gold Volkswagen's driving past. I mean Joburg is not such a huge place....You always see random people in passing. In shopping centres, morning traffic, malls, movies... I wasn't obsessed... just curious, wondering, rationalising.

Bizarrely I did not see the lady in question for 19 months and weird as it sounds, I was a little concerned that they had moved countries or were avoiding me or something equally paranoid.

Anyway this past weekend I went shopping for ribbon and Mr Thursday came along to look for fabric (that's a story of it's own - No jumping to conclusions now). And as I pull into the parking lot, who should be parked behind me, but the very gold golf with the very number plate I had been pondering upon with The Lady in question climbing out. 

Anyway I kinda felt a little freaked out and Mr T and I zipped into the shop unseen. And after shopping for almost an hour looking over my shoulder every few minutes, I sucked it up (19 months later) and managed to "run into her" as we were leaving the till.

I managed the right level and tone of voice in the the "Hi, How are you? How are things going? Fancy seeing you here." I really thought I was doing well exchanging news and being friendly and (honestly) pleased to bump into each other. Like a real adult..

...and then I f-ed things up...


...bad...


...and forgot to introduce the charming man by my side.

And so 10 minutes into the conversation, the Lady took it upon herself to introduce herself....

and I felt about this small...


Honestly really I wasn't actively trying to exclude him from the conversation. (Subconsciously, who looks forward to introducing your new boyfriend to your ex-boyfriends mother?)

Anyway - I think I hurt Mr Thursday's feelings only because I am an ill-mannered unthinking girl... Now I have to figure out how to restore bruises to his ego.

But at least now that I have got the conversation with The Lady over with...  I can stop wondering if she's still alive and start being paranoid about new and more current things. (Like meeting Mr Thursday's family in a few weeks... :/ )