I wanted to title this post “Misery Loves Company,” but decided to focus on the positive rather than continue down my negative road of self pity and whining. You’re welcome?
Anyway, last night I met up with Diana, Jen, Brittney and Clyde (!) for frozen yogurt and commiseration. All of these ladies have been through recent rough patches (from injury to loss of a beloved pet to miscarriage) and we were all in need of a little stress-free social outing.
Clyde got his very own mini cup of peanut butter yogurt.
Talking to the other girls about what’s been going on in their lives made me feel better. Actually, it made me feel a little bit silly about whining about a break up.
In fact, the whole break up deal has gotten a bit tired if you ask me. And so, I’ll be moving on now. I told him I didn’t want to. I asked him to give me a reason not to. I got nothing but ignored.