I think I just won an award for "Worst Girlfriend Ever".
Joe just left. When he leaves, I go to my big living room window to wave goodbye, since it looks out on the parking lot. I ALWAYS do this. It is our ritual. I wave, he waves, we sign 'I love you', then he gets in his car and drives away, flashing the lights, while I continue to stand in the window and wave until he rounds the corner out of sight. My neighbors think I am nuts.
Tonight, he walked out the door, I came in the living room and checked my IM's because one was blinking. I sat down. Suddenly I realize that I have not waved goodbye. I look out. He is already gone. He probably is already home by this point, I have no idea how much time has passed. I feel like a bitch.
It gets worse. My computer is situated directly in front of the window. Blinds are wide open. So as he got to the parking lot, got in his car, he must have seen me up here, back to him, completely ignoring him, NOT waving. I didn't even hear his car start up.
Nice going, me. How would I feel if the situation were reversed? I would feel like shit, that's what. Nice job. Way to end the evening on a high note.
Just wanted to put this out here as a public confession/humiliation. You may all point and laugh at me now.
I'm sorry Joe. :-(