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Recently, my book club's annual get-together was postponed due to busy schedules and collective guilt about leaving our husbands and kids alone for the weekend. No big deal, except that the postponement seems to represent a disturbing trend for most of us.

During our last regular meeting, the subject came up that our book discussions have gotten shorter, while the need to just sit and catch up on our lives has gotten longer. It's painfully evident that we are all losing the battle with time. We overburden ourselves with responsibilities, and then refuse to admit that we have too much on our plates. So we keep falling further behind while stressing about every little thing and convincing others that, "Yes, we can do it all."

After learning of the postponement, I called a dear friend and told her I was coming over for the weekend to hang out and catch up on the summer that had disappeared so quickly into our memory banks. In particular, I wanted to share our Europe trip and show her the pictures that are sitting on my computer and will never get printed because we don't do that anymore. Why should we when have them on our computers and somewhere in the back of our minds?

Upon arriving, we spent a lovely evening together with her husband and kids. However, when I woke up next morning, I found my friend frantically dusting shelves and moving furniture. She already looked tired and stressed, as if she had been up for hours.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I'm really good at what I do," she replied, a pained expression on her face.  

No kidding!  She is a phenomenal family law attorney, who does wonders for her clients. She worries about every custody case and defends every child as if he or she were her own.  

 midlife

"At home, I do everything," she continued. "I feed the kids healthy meals. I check their homework and see that they read the right books. I make sure they are happy and healthy. I do my best to put a smile on my husband's face, and I worry that he works way too hard."  

I knew where she was going with this rant. A few days earlier I had been overwhelmed with the same feeling.  In fact, that feeling was exactly why I had come to visit.

She looked at me in despair. "I know that I completely neglect myself," she said. "But I feel so guilty when I take time for myself, and I'm losing the battle in keeping up with the house."  

By that she meant that the house, while clean, was no longer immaculate. The laundry basket was full, the grocery shopping hadn't been done, and today's dinner hadn't even been thought about. As she stood there holding the laundry basket, tears began to emerge from the corners of her eyes.

In a voice full of despair, she asked, "What should I do?"  

That was all I needed to hear.  Grabbing the basket from her hands, I threw it to the floor and proclaimed, "You, my dear, are going to take a day off!  No dusting, no cleaning, no cooking, no worrying about the husband and kids – a complete day off."

"Can I really do that?" she asked hesitantly.

"You bet!" I replied.  "My laundry hasn't been done in two weeks. I haven't made dinner even once this week. And I'm probably close to being late on my bills because I've been ignoring the pile of mail that sits on the desk.

"But you know what? That's okay because I'm here, and I needed this as much as you. We are not meant to do everything and be there for everybody, and there is only so much of us to go around. You give it your all as a mother, daughter and wife.  Plus, you work a 50-hour week and are there at your clients' beck and call. YOU HAVE DONE ENOUGH!"

I took her hand and led her into the kitchen, where I made two stiff martinis. We then headed outside to enjoy the drinks in her beautiful back yard. We sat there for the next five hours and had what I call a good old-fashioned (and desperately needed) bitch-fest.

We bitched about our goals that have yet to be accomplished. We bitched about our dreams that are still out there to fulfill. We bitched about our parents and their loose screws. We bitched about our kids that drive us crazy and our husbands going through their midlife crises. We bitched about gas prices and grocery bills. We bitched about our changing hormones and fashion trends that no longer agree with us. And we bitched about how the years have slipped away when we weren't looking.  

But the biggest bitch of the day was the fact that we don't bitch enough. For some reason, it seems we almost need permission from someone to say that it's okay to let it all out. So here it is ladies—your official permission to bitch, rant, vent and complain, even if only for a day.  

My girlfriend and I sat by the pool for five whole hours, followed by a 30-minute nap. We both awoke happy, relaxed and all smiles. While she went to load the laundry, I began chopping vegetables for dinner. As she attacked one of the kitchen drawers that was screaming for attention, I began marinating the chicken. When we sat down to dinner with her family later that evening, the kitchen cabinets where organized, the grocery list was complete, and the house once again looked immaculate.  

Best of all, my friend was glowing.  She looked happier than I had seen her in years. I thought to myself, "She looks like a brand new person and all it took was five hours of bitching?  Now that is a recipe for success!"  

With all we do for our families, friends and employers, we deserve to take some time for ourselves.  So my suggestion for today is this—that we all take the time to get honest with ourselves about what we have on our plates versus what really needs to be there.  And then grab a girlfriend, find a place to relax, and bitch until we get it all out of our systems.  

It's a great way to regroup, recharge and refocus.  And we'll end up feeling a lot better about ourselves and all the things that we do.

 All the best,

Start bitching NOW 



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      Dianne67 wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • I will be keeping a list of all my separate bitches as I long on all day with new ones.

      Bitch number one!!!  I am soooooo sick and tired of people not understanding and getting how truly sick I am and how much pain I have each day.  To the friend who said, “maybe it is just that you are getting older....my legs hurt when I get up“, I would gladly take that problem, obviously she never heard that I say my whole body hurts all the time like having the flu.  Do people really think that laying on the couch all the time is fun.  If any half good feeling person did that all the time they would be bored to death.  I know on a good day the couch is the last place I want to be!!!  She can suck it!!!

      Bitch number two!!!  I am sick of hearing from my mom that I always have to be different and walk to the beat of a different drummer.  Because I do not conform to what she would like me to be and do, she is not accepting.  Why can’t she learn to celebrate my talents instead.  Don’t think I haven’t gone and continue to go to therapy for this one.  I finally told her that I feel that no matter what I do it would never be good enough.  She felt bad that I felt that way.  I figured I was making progress.  I told her how it hurts me when she thinks that, because I don’t fit her cookie cut norm and that I always felt like I didn’t fit in being a creative person.  I thought I was making progress and she got it.  Seconds later she said that I should just try to fit in to make my life easier.  UGH!!!!  Did she not get it again!!!  More days in therapy for me!!!  

      Bitch number three!!!  I am sick of my ex always being late with the settlement of money we agreed upon.  It isn’t even that much, yet he can’t get it to me on time.  I would bitch to him like I did before, but he said to pay a lawyer to go after him.  He knows damn well I am up to my ears in a bill of 13K that still needs to be paid.  He can sit on it and spin!!!

      Hugs-
      Dianne



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      Lisa5x5 wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • I hate the constant messages that only thin with big boobs is attractive. I hate that as someone who is a size 16 I am considered very fat and very unhealthy when it’s just not true. Sure I’m overweight but I’m fit and toned and my health is excellent. I’m curvy and I’m healthy and I like who I am. I don’t want to change, and I really dislike all the messages that tell me I should. I want to accept myself, just the way I am, and get on with the business of having fun and connecting.

      LISA
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      Lisa5x5, Your links have been removed, please consider upgrading to premium membership.



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      Penny Michaud wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • OK my turn to bitch! lol

       1) I hate that my husband (who is my second) likes to help set the rules of the house..but when the kids disobey them it is my job to be “the enforcer” because he isnt their father! If he can help make the rules of the home then he can help me deal out the “consequences”

      2)one more bitch...I hate when people dont understand my depression, I have been battling for years, I have good days and bad and some people tell me to “get over it ” If it was that easy I would have done it longgg ago! And a visit to the shrink Does help me , it doesnt mean I am  some sort of psycho!!!

                    thanks for listening!! Penny



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      Mz. Queen wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Damn. It bothers me to no end the few people who for reasons known only to them don’t like me. Most recently a few coworkers and I had been having girls night out and it was working out nicely we dined, we ate out, we laughed and we bitched about everything else. Then one day I was introduced to her family and after a week, she no longer speaks to me personally or professionally. What the hell is that all about? Whatever it is, it’s all in her head.



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      Sbajger wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • I hate that every morning when I stumble out of bed and work my way down stairs I have to start by cleaning cat vomit, dog poop or pee on a wee wee pad. cat fight during the night so of course their is cat hair every where. Or my Germen Shepherd the night before pooped on the wee wee pad and got hungry and takes it to my leather mint green couch and eats. I have cats that are meowing for food and will not stop until I feed them. Of course lets not forget those smelly litter boxes. Well lets see who’s fault is this MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE Why because I have 9 Persian cats that by the way get poopy butt’s. So I have to take them and watch their poopy butt’s in the sink. 2 dogs and ontop of that I breed Sun Conure Parrots, so then at some point in the morning I have to work my way to the Patio and feed and clean acouple of bird cages and when I have baby birds I start hand feeding formula 3 to 4 times day. Again who’s fault is thats’s MINE MINE MINE MINE. So ladies now you know why I cant wait for a get a way weekend so someone else can do the dirty work. So don’t forget lets get the Party Going with the Fabulously 40 Local Chapter Group, and find that weekend before. I throw everyone in my lake and say Good By. Adios,
      Gosh I love my pets but I hate my every day routine. And my 31 year old son that is locked in his room when he is off work and can’t say mom can I help you with something. No I here God the house smells so bad. Well come down and help me—- whole, I feel like saying or lets not forget my husband who say’s After I cleaned all morning WHATS THAT SMELL well It must be you.—-whole. Oh I just want to run away, run away,

      Love to all

      Sara



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      Penny Michaud wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • OMG I just got a new bitch , lol....I came in to feed our 2 female guinnea pigs my husband brought home and we have 4 new ones! babies born this morning...grrr. They are very cute but gees...with 3 kids, a husband 2 cats, 2 rabbits and 2 guinnea pigs to take care of...never mind myself...I thought I had enough to deal with ..feeling like a farm!  

                  Penny



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      Inakika wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • I’m sure I will gripe throughout the day, but my biggest one to start with is etiquette. Plain etiquette.

       Like “excuse me” and “thank you“.
      What happened to “just holding that door open a few extra seconds for the person coming behind you“?
      When did talking loudly (and colorfully) on the cell phone on line at the grocery store become cool?
      When did texting become the new talking?
      When did it become acceptable to wear your pants so low that you have to hold them up with one hand (and your underwear shows) while you talk loudly (and colorfully) on a cell phone?
      When did women become ho’s and bitches in records?
      How did we manage to start wearing a bluetooth as an accessory? And for those that do and walk around the store appearing to talk “to yourself“, scarrrrryyy.....
      Would someone please tell my friend Jeannette to stop sending me those damn surveys on "Getting to know you"! I don't care that her favorite color is red or that she is wearing a blue shirt with pink pants today. Make her stop!
      WHEW!! That felt great! More to come, I’m just warming up.....



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      Inakika wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Art_counsel,
      You are most welcome. Those are just a few things that get to me. This is a dual purpose day for me. I get to gripe a bit and then celebrate 25 years of happiness with my dearly beloved (teeny tiny smirk). Talk about divine circumstance.....

      P.S. When did teeth become jewelry? I guess the reason for having mine differs from some folks.



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      Almostfive0 wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • First of all, sorry, I had the wrong bitchin’ page earlier so I’m sending my bitchin’ list again...

      ...And I heard her exclaim while trying to zip her jeans that were too tight....HAPPY BITCH DAY TO ALL AND TO ALL A BITCH NIGHT!!!!

      HAPPY BIOTCHDAY LADIES!

      Okay, that out of the way....
      The only thing I can think to bitch about right now is RUDE PEOPLE!! And you know who you are.
      People that don’t say please or thank you or hello when they have been greeted. And I have to agree with Inakika...people who speak loudly on their cell phones and ask you to hold on while they finish their conversations on their cell phones.
      People who let their kids scream, whine, kick the back of your seat on the plane and generally terrorize everyone.
      People who let their dogs crap on your front lawn and don’t clean up after them.
      People who,(my upstairs tennants) even after I said no large dogs when they signed the lease lets their boyfriend bring Marmeduke over to gallop across the wooden floors, slide and crash into the walls and cry until they come home over my head when I’m trying to meditate AND STAY FRIGGIN’ CENTERED!!!!
      ------------RUDE PEOPLE! Friggin'Rude!-------

      I could go on but instead I think I’ll go and meditate...while it’s quiet.



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      Mz. Queen wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Are we too nice or what? When we tell people the rules and guidelines that we require, why in heaven’s name do we let them get away with being a pain in the ass. Oh, yeah I remember maybe because we think they will consider us as being a Bitch. I say who cares! Not us,change what you can according to the law, the lease and what the hell just cause you can!



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      Elizabeth Cargill wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Well I have alot of things to bitch about, but the one thing Im sure alot of women bitch about is getting up in the morning and feeling sick of being sick. We should be celebrated everyday of the year, we give our beauty ,our body and our health to our husbands and kids, and all we get is a  “Is dinner ready?““can you take me here and there“...Between migraine headaches and fibromyalgia, Im throwing in the towel...bitch on ladies!



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      Inakika wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Oh yes, too nice for too long.
      My mom still suffers from the too nice crap. Her sister got a hold of her Soc. Sec. number and opened credit card accounts in her name and defaulted on the loans. The banks then went after my mother and it took years for her to clear her name. And her sister (I still can’t call her Aunt yet) acts like nothing happened. She even let her daughter use the credit card!
      I’ve told my (GULP) Aunt how I feel about her and her daughter, my mom has not. She just bottles it up inside and puts on a happy face.
      I refuse to allow anyone to treat me badly. Why should I?



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      Inakika wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Okay, now Jeannette just sent me a questionnaire on “50 Odd things” that you need to know about your friends.....Here is a bit of what I go through DAILY:
      1. Do you like blue cheese?

      um...no.

      2. Have you ever smoked heroin?

       No!!

      3. Do you own a gun?
      noway!

      4. What flavor do you add to your drink at sonic?
      never been

      5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?
      anxious not nervous

      6. What do you think of hot dogs?
      yummy but they have to be ball park or oscar mayer only!

      7. Favorite Christmas song?
      silent night

      8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?

      green tea

       9. Can you do push ups?
      um....no

      HUH???? And she is at work!!  

      I have even told her that I hate these but she thinks I’m joking! ARGHH!! I love her but she is driving me nuts!



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      Inakika wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • I even made one up all about her and sent it to her. She thought it was just awesome!
      She is the nicest person, but I hate when I am part of a distribution list. And she sends not only surveys but every one of those damn “send this to 132 people or bad luck” things! Hate ‘em!



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      Event wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • I hate to bitch about this because it could hit a “female“nerve but I have been in the restaurant business for many years now and there is NOTHING more annoying than a group of women who need every little thing done differently regarding their dining order.  Sure, we can do dressing on the side, hold the tomato or a steak medium well, but when “the butter is too hard and tore through the bread” (health rules in my state says that butter cannot sit out for more than so many minutes)..or “this ice cream tastes like plain vanilla not vanilla bean“...(wait, I will show you the container).....or “the menu said blue-cheese crumbles and these crumbles are not crumbly enough“.......
      This is when I feel my head about to explode. This petty garbage hardly ever happens with a group of men. They may request the “dressing on the side” thing....but they don’t get mired in the minutia of every little thing on their plate.
      In the end women still are the worst and cheapest tippers.
      I keep a calculator handy at the hostess desk and I know no group of males will be asking for it when it comes time to split up the bill.....and it’s not because their math skills are superior. Women will actually ask for the calculator and then whittle down to the penny what they owe.........LADIES...LISTEN UP...
      18% gratuity is now the NORM......and don’t worry if Millie had that 2nd glass of iced-tea...the extra .75 cents is not going to cause bankruptcy for you.
      The good news is that I actually do see a SMALL change in the way women treat servers and their final bill. If I have enough energy to stay in the business for another 10 years maybe the male to female tipping ratio will happen.
      Myself and my servers pray!!



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      Inakika wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Art_counsel,
      Is your friends name Jeannette and does she live in Santa Ana, CA? LOL!!



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      Almostfive0 wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • ROTFLMAO Ladies!!!!
      Art_counsel and Inakika your friend wouldn’t happen to also go by the name Andrea would she...LOL... Andraestaynette.



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      Almostfive0 wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Art_counsel I think that's prerequisite
      (did I spell that correctly?) to becoming a husband.
      I call it the Fred Flintstone Syndrom.
      It ain’t so till some one other than you tells him. Usually another guy or another woman....another attractive woman...lol Anyone but you.



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      Mz. Queen wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • I think it’s a gender thing, cuz my son is now 21 and he’s had the disease since he was atleast 16. God forbid I should be right about anything let alone have a great idea about something. He never admits when he’s wrong!



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      Almostfive0 wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • FFS...is what they call it...It starts pretty early.



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      Almostfive0 wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • LOL!!! Hillarious



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      Mksactown wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Here are a couple to get off my chest:

      1. Being behind someone going 35 mph getting onto the freeway. So as I’m merging onto the freeway behind this slow person, I got someone flying up my butt honking at me. It’s the freeway PEOPLE....pick up speed and go the speed limit! Man, I deal with that everyday on my way to work.

      2.  Answering the phone and it’s a stupid recording. Do machines rule our world, or what? And I get them here at work too. EVERYDAY at least 4 to 5 times a day, it’s a recording telling me my warranty is up on my vehicle, or I could win a cruise, or I can get out of debt...blah, blah, blah.

      I’ll have more later.......



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      Emfiny wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Okay, I’ve read through the other bitches (not you, your words:)  and realize we have the same gripes. Question, if we all hate getting the chain mail something bad will happen emails who starts the darn things?  Is it just a cruel hoax to drive us all nuts?  Is it a group of men sitting there laughing because they’ve overheard us complain about the emails while sweating next to us in the spin class???  

      Step mothers are another interesting phenomena, particularly when you first get one when you‘re over 40!  My father had been widowed a year (just shy of his and my mom’s 45 wedding anniversary) when he announced he was marrying an old family friend.  Now I’m happy for him, I have always liked her and I’m glad he has a companion.  The timing was a little bit of a shock (okay, a big shock) but once I got past that it was fine.  Well, I was asked along with her daughter to help them plan a reception/party (they married on their own w/ no one in attendance) for both of our families.  We did such, but my new step-mother was such a control freak that it wasn’t a lot of fun for either me or her daughter.  I liked her well enough before she married my father.  Now I never hear from him.  My brother and I had both tried to reach him during the same week, and he responded to our voicemails with an email to all 4 of us letting us know where he was and what he’s up to.  That was 2 weeks ago and nothing since, which would have been really unusual in my mom’s day.  The wife has a lousy relationship with her kids, she hadn’t even spoken to her daughter in 2 years before calling her about them getting married.  Who does that?  Yes, it pisses me off.  I don’t want her controlling him and not letting us (four kids, with spouses and children and two cousins with same) be a part of his life or vice versa.  What is it about men that all is right with their worlds if they‘re getting laid?  

      Anyway, thanks for letting me bitch, I needed that.



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      Inakika wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • Wow,
      I have been laughing in between nodding my head at all of the things you ladies have said.
      Almostfive0, I loved the name combination! Now when I receive another survey or chain letter from my friend, I will have another reason to laugh!
      And I can’t agree more with Art_counsel and all the ladies about my husband having to take credit for ideas! His dad is the same way and we get in to little spats about it. I’ll mention that the idea “he” has sounds the same as the one I had 2 days ago. He’ll get mad and give me all the reasons it’s not. So then I usually resort to what I know you ladies have done from time to time? I resort to the “Higher Intelligence” explanation.
      Basically, I breakdown the reason it was my idea in the first place using so many words, it usually confounds and frustrates the opponent. By forcing my opponent to actually decipher rapid fire speech, they are disarmed and beat a hasty retreat. Works like a charm.



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      Danihoney wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • You know how when you have a pain or illness then the day you go to the doctors, it is mysteriously gone or better? That’s how I felt today. Had Bitch Day been two days ago, watch out! I would have been ALL over it. Other than my son and I having scratchy throats this morning and the rumor of Strep going around, I didn’t really have any complaints. But it’s 2:30 in the afternoon, and things are slowly beginning to change. Reading all the other bitches have reminded me and opened me up to them. So here goes;

      One - Just about everything about the family that lives next door. They neglect their child, which makes him starved for attention. You know the saying, bad attention is better than no attention? That’s him. His latest stint was stealing ALL the valve stem caps from ALL of the cars on our street. He’s five, and no, no one is supervising him when he is outside. They are too flippen lazy to pry themselves from the couch and TV. My husband caught him on one of the last cars down the street and made him put them all back then marched him down to talk to his father. Who basically did nothing. Once, when my husband was in the backyard, he heard this awful noise from their back yard that just kept going on and on. He finally looked over the fence to find little monster dropping rocks into the running air conditioner and laughing. He had to go knock on the door then ring the bell to tell them what their kid was doing. They had the TV up so loud they couldn’t hear a thing. So knowing how they ignore their child I probably don’t need to paint a picture of their two outside only dogs. You know the ones that bark CONSTANTLY right out side my bedroom window. There is so much more to their story. I could go on and on. I just hate them. I can barely tolerate living next to them, but I was here FIRST. (insert foot stomp here).

      My other current, but not new, bitch... This may not go over very well... is the women in my life. My so called girlfriends and all the DRAMA that comes with them. Up until the last five or so years, I have had more male friends than women friends. I usually only had one or two close girl friends. After moving to this little town, and my kids getting older and more involved in sports. I became part of the “football” mom crowd. And it has been almost total drama ever since. Don’t get me wrong. We have had some great laughs, and some great girls nights. Mostly it has been one childish bitch after another. AND, OMG the gossip!!! It is UNbelievable. What I have found, after investing five+ years with these gals is, no one is safe. There isn’t a true blue friend in the bunch. They will all talk about the other on a moments notice. On top of that, anything you say will either be misinterpreted or twisted for someone’s benefit prior to being retold. It is complete insanity. I have become the most un trusting person in the last, say, two years since having had to deal with the constant clean up I have to do. “No that’s not what I said” or “No that’s not what I meant.” I am so tired of “we‘re not talking” or “I can’t be your friend if you are friends with her.”  Good grief, I don’t know about them but I haven’t been in high school for YEARS! I try to stay away. I spend a lot of time by myself while every else one is sitting around BS-ing. I’ve tried to play the game, I just can’t do it. Because it is a small town and our boys are all the same age, we will all be in the same circle for years. It’s exhausting, and depressing at the same time. I know all these people and have no real friends.

      Well, $h!7, I don’t think I feel better after getting that off my chest. Now I have to go clean something.



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      Almostfive0 wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • The old Rapid Fire Speech Maneuver eh?   Genious Inakika!
      Women Rule!



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      Adriana Vidal wrote Oct 1, 2008
    • First of all, kudos to all of you who are married with families, pets, and careers!  You deserve many bitch days and spa days and more than one mother’s day that’s for sure!  I live alone, no significant other, one cat, and a career and I never seem to have time for anything.  My career is extremely demanding as are a few of my friends but still...I have no relationship because I don’t have time to deal with the emotional upheaval that has always seemed to accompany any relationship I’ve had in the past.  I just don’t know how you do it.  So bravo to all of you!

      Now I have to agree with Lisa5×5 - this whole thing about if you‘re overweight you have to be unhealthy is ridiculous.  Obviously if you are overweight you are more at risk of certain conditions but it’s not a definite that’s for sure.  Earlier this year I had to change doctors and my new doctor just took a look at my stats - I’m overweight - and assumed I was unhealthy.  I was recently diagnosed with high blood pressure although it has never actually been above borderline but - whatever - I actually do feel better on the meds so I’ve let it go and I’m losing weight.  What really annoys me is that both he and my previous doctor made the mistaken assumption that since I’m overweight I must be unhealthy so they put me through a barrage of tests (twice since we‘re talking 2 different drs.) just for my current doctor to state that I was actually extremely healthy for my weight and age.  Ugh!!  

      And everyone who bitched about courtesy and the lack thereof in our society today.  What is with that?  When did we become a society of rude, socially inept, thoughtless people?  It’s incredible to me that I actually have had friends tell me I am crazy for always bringing something when someone invites me to their house or that friends of mine will have parties and absolutely no one brings anything at all (except extra guests!) except me.  And it seems that the magic words have just magically disappeared from most people’s vocabularies as well.  

      And don’t even get me started on bad driving - I honestly think that if every DMV in the country added merging onto a freeway and driving in a crowded mall parking structure to their requirements for getting a license there would be a lot fewer drivers in this world!!



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