as i type, sister #4 is preparing to go out to lunch with the boy formerly known as groomzilla, her fianc?. this is an interesting development in the Great Dumping of 2005. i am dying to find out how it goes. she has made ‘getting back together’ and ‘i want him back’ grumblings as of late, but i just blew them off as her being lonely.

but this, this actual lunch that will involve being in the same room with each other for more than 3 minutes, well this could prove most interesting.

and of course the mean, selfish part of me wishes she’d get back together with him and move out. because then the house would be MINE ALL MINE.

and of course the worried, older sister part of me thinks she should not be going to lunch with the man that broke her heart.

and of course the romantic in me wishes they’d see thier mistakes and run off to get married on October 22 which was supposed to be their wedding day.

and of course the bitter jaded cynic in me thinks that he’s just gonna hurt her more, specifically by telling her that he’s seeing someone else.

and of course the real me, realizes that i spend entirely too much time even thinking about all this.