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Interesting development on the "friend" front. I think I mentioned we were both invited to the neighbor's (Claudia) house last night. I got this text late in the day, "Thanks for your call. I was hoping to go to Claudia's tonight and hang with you but I am just worn out."

Shocking to get, really, after 10 days of mostly crickets. I texted back saying maybe we could talk soon. No reply. Now to think about what I want to convey if we do talk. 1) She doesn't get to sweep this under the rug and pretend it didn't happen and put the blame for this on me. 2) setting a boundary that I won't accept this kind of silent treatment/argument style again. 3) convey 1 and 2 without sending her into a second round of victimhood. Hmm. Trust has definitely been broken, so we'll see.

I did go to the party and I'm glad I did. They are great people and their friends were all very nice. The food was delish. The house is beautiful. Very sterile in a uber-modern way (who knew there were so many shades of off-white), but they don't have any personal items in it as they haven't moved in. But it's super high tech with powered walls that slide back to disappear, multiple kitchens, a soundproof theater room, etc. It makes me want to start from scratch every time I see a new house in here! It would be fun to get exactly what you want. Funny thing about the sliding walls, I'm always going nuts about the screens and doors not being left open because of snakes, lizards, bugs, and scorpions. They had them wide open and while we were eating dinner a bat flew in and was flapping around the house to much squealing! Eventually it flew out, but I felt vindicated for my door vigilance.

Case in point, I had the first snake of the season by the backdoor yesterday. A baby gopher snake:

Unfortunately I slept like doo-doo last night and have a headache. And my bff and his new squeeze are coming over today, so I need to finish cleaning. I got some done yesterday, but left a bunch for this morning, which my morning-self is very displeased about.

So off to clean... Take care!

I'm sure your home is closer to the Ritz than the Red Roof Inn!

127.0 lbs. -- not sure how/why those extra lbs. disappeared so quickly. Oh, wait! Now I remember that earlier this week I had a couple of consecutive days when my bathroom productivity was nearly legendary.

Liz, I'm still chuckling over your DH's desire for you to bond with him through power washing on a cold, windy, nasty day. I have one of those DHs as well and frankly think he's nuts on that topic. I do appreciate that it's satisfying to see dirt and mold and tree pollen disappear rapidly. I also think that a power washer is a very useful toy. ("Tool Time," anyone?) However, access to noisy equipment isn't the only requirement I need to join in.

Yesterday we spent most of the day downstairs--cooking breakfast for the first time since November, eating at a folding table, doing 6 loads of laundry (!!!), and soaking in the guest bathroom tub. It felt like we were staying at the Ritz!

Today we'll be looking at wallpaper, but that's pretty much it on the remodeling front.

CC, I'm sorry about your friend's rigidity. My take is that she knows that all along she was in the wrong and violated the rules she understood, feels loyal toward her son, and is now trying to justify her behavior. I think it's a pretty common human need to think we're the ones who were right. But it's hard to stand in "the public square" and admit we committed sins.

Gotta jump up and get dressed. Y'all have a good one.

Grilling outside must mean you had good weather! They usually grill here for this weekend, but it is too wet outside.

You have done all you can to reach out to this woman so you should not feel guilty at all. I have to think that she may have some personality defect that makes her turn from what appears to be a caring friend to acting like you are the enemy. I had one of those once. Better that those people are not in your life. If she is like my former friend some day she may act like she forgot it ever happened and try to be close again while you are thinking no way. This happened about 5+ years after the break at a community celebration that deceased DH was officiating at.