A happy guy

 This morning, 10 Jan. 2026, I rolled outta bed.

"Better check messages. Just in case."

Yep. There it was. Canceled. More than canceled, gone, baby gone.

Cool.

If I had put odds on it the day before, it'd be something like 85-90% exactly what happened. 

She did it before, albeit that other time she was also strung out on 'scripts. This time, sober. At least I think sober. WTH do I know?

"I will not bother you again" were the last words.

Cool. In order to make sure I did not dwell on it, go back to it and etc, I blocked her briefly. Just long enough to erase all the contacts and messages. Then, I unblocked her. Erased the other threads in other places.

Ain't mad. Ain't skeered. Also, ain't got no reason to leave the block in place. She did not engage one of the very few rules that get people blocked. She can contact me again.

85-90% sure she will.

Gonna be a different set of rules when that happens.

And that, luddites and geraniums, will result in another "I will not bother you again" on her part.

Goose said he was sorry. I said no worries. I am a happy guy. Still am. Plan to continue to be.

What happened was a good thing, the best thing in fact.

Mel asked what I was expecting. A discussion about a business decision she was pondering and pizza. Anything else, up to her.

I am a happy guy. If the follow-through occurred, I'd be a happy guy.

Yes, it was expected. I fault no one. It happened. What happened was a good thing, the best thing in fact.

Cool. I am a happy guy.