Celestial soothsayer settles situation on Sunday

I'm not much of a believer in astrology. I find it more amusing to read my horoscope at the end of the day to see if anything foretold actually came to pass. But going to my "My Yahoo" page this morning I found this nugget as a Taurus: If someone has rubbed you the wrong way one too many times, you have a choice about how you can handle the situation. You can get in their face and give them a piece of your mind, or you can stop including them in your daily life as much as possible. If you think that you need to vent, then you should go for the first option. But if you would rather not tick anyone off, it's best just to retreat and avoid this person for a while. Sooner or later, they will get the message.

Well, I've opted for #2 and am going to beat a hasty retreat. Somewhere in my cross-wired brain I knew that things were probably over with "Elsie". I tried to stay optimistic, but somewhere along the way I crossed over the line from optimistic to unrealistic. My thinking was if Don Quixote could tilt at windmills why shouldn't I? You know the old cliche, "All good things come to those who wait." They haven't to date, and likely won't with her. So, while I can't honestly say that I've given up on her, I can put forth that I've moved her to the background. No more waiting up for a message that's not going to come... no more incessant checking for the latest news.

The lines of communications will always be open, it's up to her if she wishes to get in touch. I'd certainly welcome it, but I'm not going to chase it like a puppy running after a tennis ball hoping to get a pat on the head and a scratch behind the ear. My philosophy moving forward will be more along the lines of Richard Bach when he wrote, "If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they're yours; if they don't they never were." Am I going to be any happier? Probably not. Am I going to be less miserable? I think so, at least that's the plan. Maybe I'll get pleasantly surprised some day.