I was invited to a "birthday party" at this bowling place/club whatever on Friday. Despite my better judgement, I went. I realized after an hour at dinner with these three individuals that I had made a horrible mistake and called myself a cab home. I didn't offer any explanation as to why I left, I just advised them that I had called a cab and that I was going home.

All hell has broken loose ever since between myself and the birthday girl. She demands an explanation and accused me of ruining her birthday. The explanation is that I have never met a more insecure/immature and selfish b!tch in my entire life. I truly feel sorry for her husband and children and I do not wish to associate with people like that. She wants to know what she "did" to cause me to feel this way so that she can "fix" it. I wish she would just lose my damned number and quit texting me. I am almost 33, not 13 and I do not have the patience or desire for these games. Short of (potentially) devastating her with my brutal honesty, I really have no idea what to do with this mess. It is fabled that there really are women with confidence out there who are not freeking psycho but I sure as hell have not met any.

My life has become way too dramatic recently. Where did I go wrong? I need to do a course correction and find my happy balance again.

On a much happier note, I have been on an organization streak lately. And I am in love with elfa shelving. We did my son's closet a few weekends ago and I just did a small (but vital) part of ours today. It's so nice to have things organized and it looks so amazing on at least one wall of our closet now.

And...my garage still smells like cat piss. Yay!