Why Did You Even Ask about My Day? in Mature Size Bites

Don’t get me wrong.

I am grateful that we are moving back to my second home.

I am grateful that the dogs will have a yard to play in.

Yet, I am just really tired, and it seems like it just…let’s pick on S’ day.

I just talked to one of my friends…and it seems to me that she was starting shit with me. Then, she had the audacity to say, “Don’t be pissed.”

I don’t need to be scolded like a child. I am not the one who is acting all jealous or trying to make something about herself. She asked me how my day was, and I told her. She kept on referring to her how painful her move was, etc.

She already told me several weeks ago that she is jealous that I have Rupert.

Well, you know what? It is really difficult to be in a relationship. It is a lot of work…and it can be stressful especially when you have shit going on like a move.

I am sorry that I am not my usual shit happy self today. Today, I am tired ass S with a lot to do.

I just pisses me off when you ask about my day, and I tell you about my day and how my significant other is stressed because we are spending a shit ton of money on the move…and you are trying to get all snotty about it.

Then, you have the nerve to say…well, I am here for you…I want pass judgment.

What a load of shit.

Well, I guess a lot to do in the next couple of days so I won’t be talking to you. It’s not like you’ve been a really good friend anyway to me…

Whenever you want something, you come and text me…and say…I just need someone to talk to.

Wow. Yeah, you can tell I am in a shit mood.

Blah! S