Crap. I have to face the mystery package in about two hours. (See entry from two days ago Guilt from the past. if you don't know what I'm talking about.) I know it's just guilt, but I'm starting to feel very uneasy about this. I especially don't want to have to open this package in front of my ex. But, if I don't, then I'll have the damn thing sitting around in the apartment for hours before I find out what's inside. Which means hours more stewing and fretting.
I can't imagine what C would send me after all these years. I really hope this isn't bad news. I really, really hope that C & E aren't hoping to get together with me again. And I really, really, really hope that whatever this is, it won't involve me having to justify to the ex again why I started avoiding C & E.