Today’s post is the last in the “a week in the life” series. I reckon that is reason enough to call it a sad day. Besides, the pun in the post title was just too hard to resist. So let me see if I can find some other reasons to pretend to be sad.

A third-place finish in darts last night. I played like I hadn’t thrown or practiced in a week. I was sad about the way I threw and sad for being a disappointment to my partner. I can and will do better.

I’m pretty sure I mentioned firing Joy from the FWB program due to her incessant begging for more and more and trying to involve me in all her financial dramas and emergencies. The last straw was when she repeatedly begged for funds to pay her sister’s maternity fees. Nowadays Joy is begging me for forgiveness and wants us to be friends. I’ll get two or three of these messages throughout the day, but I don’t respond. I guess I may have to block her but I figure she’ll give up eventually. It’s kinda sad though.

Judy, my other FWB participant, pestered me about providing a massage so she could buy food for her kids. It wasn’t quite begging level, but maybe it’s a warning sign. I’m sad that so many folks are struggling these days but it is not my responsibility to solve their problems. I do what I can and that has to be enough.

I’ve come to terms I think with my feelings for Jessel. I’ll devote a separate post to discuss that roller coaster ride. I’m sad that my fantasies were not destined to be a reality, but then again, I would have been a lot sadder if I had experienced another crash and burn love disaster.

Obviously, if what I have written above is all I have to be sad about, I am doing pretty damn good. My challenge will be to not mess up a good thing by doing something stupid. Again.

I’d definitely be sad to see that happen.