Who needs them? :|

This is a rant. One of my best friends and I were supposed to have a girly wine night at her house tonight. She's in the middle of a divorce and has finally made an agreement with her soon-to-be ex to move out of their home and rent it out. (Personally, I think they should sell the damn thing as they have a decent amount of equity and the market is HOT right now, but not my business.) this is her last weekend in the house. I texted her earlier today to confirm and find out what time I should come over. When we initially made plans, I said it had to be an early night for me. She texts me back saying it is so-and-so's bday and she promised to drop off a cake and have one drink at 6:30. I'm feeling a bit put out, but I figure she'll be done by 7:30 and we can still hang out. I ask her to text me when she leaves the restaurant.

This is when I should have been like, fuck you. 8 pm rolls around and no text. I text her and get, "Is 8:30 ok?" I tell her it's late for me and we should reschedule. She gets pouty and asks me to come over any way. Finally I say, "We had plans and then you made other plans. I can't come over." Then we exchange sad face emojis.


On the one hand, I'm proud of myself for pointing out the bullshit of her making different plans after we had original plans. Hello, we are 35 years old now. Grownups shouldn't pull that shit. However, I am also weak and feel guilty for not hanging out. She is in the middle of a divorce, but I often don't feel like our relationship is totally reciprocal in the world of emotional support. Meh.

I'm not looking for advice. I just needed to vent and maybe have some commiseration. Now I really need to go to bed so I can get up for my 8.5 mile trail run tomorrow morning. Peace out, y'all!