every time i ask my friend if she wants to go do something i'm almost immediately reminded why i don't do things with her very often anymore.
i asked if she wanted to make a quick trip to petsmart with me. and i'm like. ready to go. it's two almost three in the afternoon. i ask how long until she could be ready and it's "oh i don't know" and probably won't be for another hour or more until she's ready and by then my urge to go anywhere will be gone.
yes, you should be ready to do things with me when i am. or you lose your window. i've done enough sitting around waiting for the last ten years. i'm over it.
but i'm trying to make an effort. i asked her fifteen year old son for help when we move the big things. *through gritted teeth* so i'm making an effort.













