Birthday
It’s my birthday weekend and of course the gang wanted to get together. Most are my old drinking buddies, hubby’s current drinking buddies. A couple are good friends of mine, who also happen to drink.
We went to a bar because I didn’t want the party at my house. I didn’t drink. I ate dinner, drank pop and water, and actually had a fun time, until the end.
I was ready to go and of course the drinking buddies wanted to come back home with us and keep the party going. I told hubby he could do whatever he wanted but I would be going to bed. He realized thankfully that was a bad idea and told them no.
That’s when two of the drinking buddies called me over and told me that I really needed to start drinking again because I am way to lame.
I just walked away. Hubby spent some time still talking, apparently smoothing things over. I’m just so very annoyed.
I know they are my former drinking buddies and and I should have seen this coming but until now they have been respectful of my choice to not drink.
I’m just annoyed. Slightly hurt as to where I stand in their eyes, even though I know it’s their issue, not mine.
Ugh! That is all.