my surprise visit

This isn't working for me.  Yeh, yeh, Mother's Day got postponed cuz of a sick child.  That was ok.  I can stay home alone in my little apartment and do whatever I like.  It's my day, right?  WRONG!!!!!  I was playing Peggle, badly I might add, when there was a knock at my door.  I knew immediately who it was.  And it was.  Even tho I told him not to ever come here unless he calls first, he did.  And he brought flowers and a mushy card.  What I have gotten in the past was "you're not my mother".  And he brought food.  Yeh, he cares a lot about food.  He stopped and picked up a special bread he knows I like.  Brought me the bean salad he was supposed to take to our postponed dinner.  Walked in and made himself at home, luving on my kitty and all.  Blah!  He talks about us this, and we that, and "I'm not the one creating a separate household, ya know".  I know I agreed to keep in touch, but surprise visits suck.  And I was hardly dressed, since I was home alone.  I sat on the couch curled up in a ball.  Body language.  I think it sent him a message.  He stayed an hour, and left after kissing on me several times.  I don't know how I can keep doing this.  I don't even think about him.  I don't miss him.  Booooooo