I was complaining to Dean that I was sick to my stomach. Ever since I came back from Turkey, I have eaten every single meal out. Lunches, happy hours, dinners, brunches. Friends have been taking me out for my birthday. I feel ill from all these strange ingredients in my tummy. I just want to go back to my Lean Cuisines. Is that so hard?
Dean chided me, “Just because you have 800 friends on Facebook doesn’t mean you really have 800 friends.” I felt like that was a slap in the face, especially since he’s been friending my family and friends as he meets them.
“Ummm, honey, most of those people really are my friends. I don’t know what to say to you. I guess you wouldn’t understand.”
The problem is that very few people understand. I get a lot of slack from people who think I’m blindly making friends willy-nilly. So I pulled together some of the stressful communications that come to me on a daily basis.
From Michelle two days ago
I see you are back. How was the trip?
When can we get together?
From Natalie yesterday
Dammit girl when are we getting together? I know you are planning a bachelorette party, wedding, honeymoon, and the rest of your life, but surely you must have some free time 🙂 What are you up to this wknd? I’m in the Castro tonight with my best friend from LA and then at a horse show in Woodside on Sat, then the parade on Sunday. I’d love to see you somewhere sometime. Call me if you are around. Love you and hope you had an amazing birthday picnic. Looks like it was a blast xoxo
From Butch today
I miss my mail order bride. What is new???
Why the hell were you in Turkey?
You around tonight? Late night? =)
Now I am off for drinks with a friend who came to my birthday picnic, but requested one-on-one time. Stressful, but I love these people. And yes, they really are my friends. All 900+ of them.