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Saturday, April 11, 2009

i'm all done

Not with blogging, with that airhead "friend" of mine.

Last I mentioned, she had asked me to call her to get together this weekend. I had waited all week thinking about whether or not I should do it and I chose to suck it up yesterday afternoon and called her.

I don't know what her deal was, but she was less than friendly on the phone. Between that and the way she talked to me on Monday night, seemingly all happy to see me and wanting to plan something, she reminded me of Dr. Jekyll and Mrs. Hyde.

Our kids have an Easter/Passover break of five days. It seems that minutes after we talked about potentially planning something for this weekend, she forgot all about that and planned a weekend getaway with her family. That's fine, it's her family and it's not like she shouldn't be permitted to go away with family. She also owes me nothing but I guess expecting a little common decency is too much to ask. After the tone in which she used with me on the phone, I feel like a total fool for falling for her shit.

Anyway, I've washed my hands of her. I guess sometimes it takes these experiences to open our eyes to the heart of the matter and I'll chalk it up just that.

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OpenID honeywine said...

Too much trouble. You're better off. There comes a point when it's your sanity or their crazy. As fond as I am of crazy, sanity is healthier.

April 12, 2009 at 4:53 PM  

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