Tomorrow's The Big Day in meh...

My “wife” and I are reuniting for lunch. LOL

My friend, the chick that has been my bestie for over 20 years of my life, we are having lunch tomorrow.

I think our falling out is chronicled here somewhere, but it was ugly, uncalled for, and we are now relegated to text messages and Facebook posts and shit. She doesn’t reach out all the time. As usual, I reach out the most.

For the most part, I don’t have a life. So I’m always available for something. And, since I’ve moved I’ve seen far less of my “friends”, heard from them even less, and the one I thought was down, eventually decided it was getting old that I was getting picked up. Yeah.

My mother doesn’t like my friends because she says that I break my neck for them, but when it comes to me, there’s always something. That could be my fault because the only thing I ever ask for is nothing. Just like family, there are things friends just tend to do for each other. That’s just how it’s been. I kind of have too much pride to ask my friends for anything and because of who I am, I will only whine and bitch and moan to them so much about the same stuff before I stop talking about it. Usually because if the roles were reversed, I’d ask them, “What can I do to help you? What do you need?” They don’t always ask me that. I guess that’s where my mother doesn’t like them.

AnTywho…

We are getting together. I think she may be more excited about it than I am. I initiated it. Cancelled last week because I didn’t have any money. So we are going this week. I thought about wearing heels, but decided no. I have to go to class afterwards and I’m not feeling all that and the shoe changes and such. No thank you. Being around her makes me want to do heels, but I prefer sneakers and flats if I have to.

Well I’m off to lunch to study and deliver flowers and such.

Take care of those who can’t care for themselves.

Kindest regards,
Sister