You could be the reason why

So, I just went to Wal-Mart and saw Mindy. As usual, she was cashiering, and I kind of walked by. I think we noticed each other, but didn't really say anything. She was at the very first register, right as you walk in. I went about my business as normal, but couldn't help looking over at her as I was picking up my produce. They have large naval oranges again! I love those! Also picked up some hot yellow peppers, and some avocados. Finally decided to start experimenting a little.

But I digress.

I checked out, and didn't go through her aisle, as I had more than twenty items. Hell, I had like twelve items, just counting the yogurt. Five cans of Extra Hot Rotel, and that's 17 right there. So yeah, no express checkout for me. And even while checking out, I couldn't help looking over at her from time to time. It didn't help that my check-out-er couldn't find the produce code for the hot yellow peppers, and had to go over to the person that sits at the podium near each cluster of registers and confer with her. It worked out to my advantage, since the peppers were advertised at like 2.98/lb, but they rang them up as just jalepanos at (?) .50/lb, something like that. I walked out, but Mindy wasn't at her register anymore, figured she was on lunch break or something. I saw her in the parking lot, driving one of the motorized things with the shopping baskets on it. The initial exchange went something like

"Looks like you're having fun."
"I think this is one of my favorite parts of the job."

And we talked, for longer than we've talked since the fatal Sunday afternoon *way* back when. She asked me about stuff, mainly what I've been up to. I told her about Domino's, them trying to give me my own store and my subsequent refusal; my intent to go back to school soon, Janelle at Texas State. I asked her about what I could think to ask. She's still got the house, which seems to be going well; quit school, 'cause "it sucks", and... oh yeah! She's pregnant. It's not a typical San Marcos baby-daddy type thing. She's in a fairly long-term, stable relationship; they have a house together. So all in all, she seems very happy, and I'm certainly happy for her. It's weird. She kind of acts like a mood-enhancer. If I see her while I'm in a really good mood, it puts me in an even better mood; however, thinking about or seeing her when I'm depressed just puts me down that much deeper. Come to think of it, Lilie's the same way. Well, kinda. Since our reconciliation, not so much on the depressed part, but it still happens. I mean, I'm (as) over them (as I'm ever going to get), whatever that means.

Going to post more, but I'm dead tired from helping Rose and Lilie move, and I have to go to work in like half an hour because Jenn's 'sick'.

Jakalope -- Pretty Life