Gone like yesterday's news.

Hey everyone!
Time for an update!

Work, friends, and alters have been pretty much sucking up my days recently.
I believe I mentioned to all of you that I had an ex boyfriend in town and I knew that if I didn't go to visit him then Ava would.

Well, his stay is going to be a bit more permanent then what I originally thought...he's decided to get a condo downtown and commute via plane to NY and LA when necessary. I guess this would be a good time to also mention he's a singer/songwriter (who shall remain nameless due to the fact he's very introverted and likes his privacy which I can certainly relate to) and so he travels from time to time to work. In recent years he's focused more on writing music than singing himself and so his ability to avoid meeting new people has cut down alot. How he got himself into a business when he'd rather be a hermit I'll never know. lol.
This is also the reason he is trying to avoid meeting my friends and/or husband...

The difficult part of this is that though I believe his intentions in visiting with me are completely pure if Ava offers herself to him, I'm pretty sure not many guys on the planet would pass up an opportunity like that...which is what I'm afraid of. On top of the fact that my ex does not know about the alters. AT ALL.

Two mornings ago I found myself in a suite at the W hotel looking out over the city feeling recently full. Looking around I found two plates and a cup of coffee and tea....french toast and eggs over easy...not what I would have chosen for breakfast. The bed was made so that quickly took away the fear that I had spent the night there with him...but looking around I was still nervous. A moment later my ex came in (fully clothed) handed me a book he had read and thought I'd enjoy. Trying to blend in but also attempting to gather information as to how and when I got there...I looked at my phone pretending to yawn and asked "how long have I been here? I prolly have to get going to work soon (which was true)..."
He told me I'd gotten there about 3 hours ago....meaning about 7 am.
He said I'd called him telling him I was starving and there was nothing to eat and he'd invited me over to have breakfast, talk, and watch t.v.
I looked at the remnants on the plate and was half happy that I'd not been around to endure eating something I would have pretty much hated.
I talked with him a while and ordered a glass of orange juice...maybe it was stress but I was all the sudden parched. Nothing nefarious took place but as I was going downstairs on the elevator I felt a tightness in my chest...a total fear of what was to come.
I checked my text messages and call lists...nothing. Ava must be covering her tracks and probably didn't expect me to come out when she was spending time with him...
I'm leaving town to go visit friends for a week and I'm hoping and praying that while I'm gone Ava will lose interest in my ex entirely...a pipe dream at best.
Like I've said before, I'm on my own when it comes to the alters agendas because my husband and I have a standing agreement to avoid talking about them unless we absolutely positively have to.

In the weeks to come I will be getting surgery on my knee (total knee replacement) which according to my doctors will take about 3 months of recovery time. Come the fall I'll be getting a second surgery on my other leg and the following spring yet another surgery...sigh.
But until I get the surgery I'm trying to finish up with all of my clients for my business as well as pack as much fun into my days as possible.

On another note, my mom's been calling me lately, I've just sent her to voicemail or ignored the calls, no voicemails yet from her.
I'm wondering if she remembers that I'll be leaving town soon and is going to try and meet me where I'm going to "spend time" with me. I don't intend to talk to her at all at least until I come back from my week long vacation. I need space...I don't want to talk....still have nothing to say to her. Plus, this vacation is ME time...I need to enjoy MYSELF and not have to worry about entertaining her or dealing with her drama. I take this as either a good first step or a giant mistake...but I really feel like it's what's best for me right now.
I'm not a victim and I refuse to keep playing her games with her anymore, I'm out I'm done and she needs to start respecting me.

I know that my posts are sometimes a little while apart right now but just hang in there because as soon as I'm stuck with my leg in bed you guys are going to be the only ones keeping me sane! All I'll have time for is sleeping and updating! Haha.
-Divided Mind-