SO It appears I have no friends nor the ability to make friends. Curious. Tonight my son and I were discussing cars and boats and the various enjoyments of life. Ex kept the wakeboat, much to my pleasure quite frankly. Anyway, I said, "You know one of the quandaries of moving to Florida for me is will I live on the lake/fresh water and maybe have a ski boat or live on the ocean?" He said, rather incredulously, 'WHY would YOU have a boat?!" I answered rather indignantly, "To enjoy - to ski, to play." HIM: "WHEN would you use it?" Me - Du-H, "WHEN you come home and other times." HIM: "It will just sit there." ME: REALLY INDIGNANTLY: "UM NO, I will use it all the time." HIM: (total disbelief) "How dumb you'll just drive it around by yourself?!" ME: What if I have Friends. HIM: LAUGHING UNCONTROLLABLY: "Yeah, you, friends, that's funny."
Moment of truth. Do I tell him just how many friends I already have in Florida? Or do I drop it.
1....2....3....4....5 (counting for patience and guidance here)
Item dropped. Let the egocentric teenager live in his bubble world of self importance another day. Right bud, I will sit in my kitchen, stuffing my face with old lady food, looking longingly at my boat and wishing my son were home so that I would have a reason to enjoy life.