My Bytch Blog

I have this person who I have “friended” on Facebook. Before I get too deep into my bytch session, I am sure I am not the only one in the world that has had this issue but I am perplexed at why it even happens. I digress. This person was, I thought, my friend. At the very least I would classify this person as a well-known acquaintance. It seems that we are friendly on Facebook but in “real life” I’m not even acknowledged. Here’s what’s going on. I found myself in a social situation the other day and this person was there. I didn’t run over and talk to this person as I was busy at first but then I realized that this person saw me and purposefully did not seem to want to talk to me. I was confused and yes, my feelings were hurt. I don’t think that I have done anything to offend this person so why did this person feel it necessary to treat me this way? By the way, this is NOT the first time this has happened. This is actually the second. I let the first incident go because I thought it ...

Well, it's official. We have decided to torture and exhaust ourselves to no end. Yes, we are moving. We are in the process of packing all of our things and getting the hell out of Dodge. Well, not really. We don't even want to leave the area we live in, just the house. You know you have buyers remorse when you're crying at the closing. Well, that's what I did. From the beginning I hated this house. It had nothing I wanted, even if I compromised. Now, I find that I am scared of leaving my six year prison palace and walking out into the world into something new and wanted. It also brings to light that I have a lot of crap. It's amazing how much stuff you can accumulate over the years. Pictures of friends and family, memories of happy times, that thong you don't quite remember purchasing...what I am trying to say is that I realize that I have too much stuff. So I have decided to pair down. I am getting rid of the old and not buying anything new. For those of you ...

As my four readers know, life is change. We change as we get older. We change when we get out of school. We change into adults...well some change into adults others just get bigger but stay kids mentally. Anyway, life is change. As for me, my life is changing again. It seems that I have happily skipped down a path that I didn't intend to and ran into a road block. So now I have to find another path do go down. I am being vague for a reason. I am moving on to another adventure and am looking forward to seeing what windows of opportunities are out there. They, whoever "they" are, say that life never closes a door without opening a window. Of course, if I can't find a window open I'll just kick one open. For those of you who know what my husband bought me for my anniversary, I will be riding in style down my new path. It does make me wonder. Life can be unexpected and joyous, then it could be down right mean and kick you in the face when you're smiling. Either...