Meloncholy
Today I find myself in a very sad mood.
Last night i go singing with my best friend Amy, and she proceeds to tell me about a conversation held between her husband and my soon to be exhusband. Whatever that conversation may have been. It left my friend under the impression Greyduck had a less then respectful opinion of me.
This made me irritated because Greyduck used to talk crap about me to his friends for years, and here again was an example that he hadn’t changed.
So I spend my morning being sad thinking that everything I’ve tried to tell myself is BS. When my friend D IM’s me and makes small talk that makes me smile. D, who I haven’t named before, was the one who I kept missing lunch with, but we finally met up. I have to go shopping near where he lives so I suggest we meet for lunch. I tell him the name of a little diner and promptly mix up the name. We have two restaurants here in town that are basically the same…only the name is different. I’m constantly getting it mixed up.
So anyway, I go there and realize my mistake. I unfortunately didn’t think to bring his phone number with me so that I could call him and tell him my mistake. Since we had spoken about the location of this particular restaurant, I hoped he’d figure out that I screwed up the name. He didn’t, and I didn’t think to call home for the phone number until the hour was nearly up. I left a message on his phone with an apology. Although I don’t think it was enough of one.
I went on to do my shopping, still stewing over what my friend had told me. Slowly getting sadder and more meloncholy, add to that my disappointment over not meeting up with my friend and getting a much needed hug, my additude was going down hill quickly.
I get home and after saying a prayer for patience, I have a talk with Greyduck about what impressions he’s giving people, he was agast at what I was thinking, and tried to convince me that he in no way said or meant to imply any of the things my friend was thinking. I’m not sure if I believe him though.
I also called up D just so I could check up and make sure things are okay. He’s understandably mad at me. And I don’t think I was able to explain things very well. Either way, the ball is in his court. I wouldn’t blame him though if he decides that it’s just too much hassle to keep dealing with me. I mean really, how would you feel looking for a place that wasn’t there for an hour?
Now I need to get moving to a Dj event. A company party. What a mood to go to work in.
