Summers end ...

My daughter is back in school. No matter what the weather is outside this only means one thing ... summer is over. This makes me sad on so many levels. I hate hate hate the cold weather and as beautiful as fall is in Ohio it is the precursor to winter.

I finished a post yesterday that I started months ago. Tsk tsk I told myself. Writing this started as a therapeutic exercise. Something I just wanted to do to get the good the bad and the ugly off my chest. But somehow it collected dust recently and there were a few times I should have really used it.

The pre-hiatus post I said:

I need to meet new people. That's what I said. And suddenly within the two weeks since I have said it I have more than a few new social networking friends, on a couple sites. I have a friend telling me she wants to introduce me to someone. And I feel more confident (crazy I just used that word in reference to myself) when I am talking to people. I said it, I put it out there for you Secret believers ... ask and you shall receive. I did this because my bubble is too small. I mainly have these 4 groups 1. Family 2. High School friends 3. College friends and 4. (Former) Work friends. Not that any of them are bad and not that any new person I meet won't fit into one of those categories or that there aren't a (loved) stray or two that aren't categorized. I selfishly admit I want more.

I have since met some amazing new people. And walked a couple rough roads with them too. But sadly I recently discovered that my admittedly selfish need to meet new people hurt some of those dear friends I already had. Well at least I think it did the details are still fuzzy to me.

It started in May. End of quarter craziness on my part. But being a social networking society I found this adorable picture that reminded me of my bestie and I posted it on her page.

This did not go over as expected. Looking back there was no expectation just a picture that reminded me of her. Her response: "Is this your way of saying our friendship is changing or that your moving back to (insert hometown that I escaped from here)". I was shocked b/c it's not what I would have ever imagined. But yes our friendship was changing ... we were changing. She was blessed to be pregnant with her second child. And I was and am in place of change in life and self. Just because change occurs doesn't mean it's bad. Fast-forward a while and we were scheduled to have a garage sale. And that was a disaster. We were both pretty disorganized with it and and my kiddo was off at camp that week. So I took advantage of the day before and went down to a waterpark with another friend, this was told and known. What was a nice day turned horrible when shit hit the fan in my world. *Note people who know me well know that I need to internally process shit before I can externally talk about it. I got a text the night before the sale saying since we hadn't talked all day that the sale wouldn't happen the next day. Ok, sure. I honestly wasn't able to mentally or physically deal with it ... fine. So we had it the following day ... and then it rained. So we packed it up and tried the following day. It was not a success so we decided to try again, more prepared, in a few weeks. Those weeks passed, we had it, but truly no more prepared then the first time.


It was after that that I became slammed with stuff. It was summer so my girlie was around, I was still reeling from my "shit hitting the fan" day, and schoolwork was consuming. I was taking 15 credit hours in a five week quarter. I should also note that my "shit hitting the fan" day was mentally wearing on me. I walked away from a certain social networking site to help free some time and not have some things in my face so to speak. This was also not a secret. So being offline for a few weeks was what I needed. I logged back on and posted a question in a super secret group that a few of us shared. I got a short, curt response which was the opposite of what I expected ... and said so. A week later I noticed no one had posted in there since ... this was strange b/c it was practically used like a chat room for the months before. So I posted again being my silly and sarcastic self "It's been awfully quiet in here lately ... the crickets have stopped chirping. And I think I even saw a tumbleweed roll by .... what's up??" Well the crickets were chirping, I think they even built a nest (or whatever it is they build) and started a family ... they have a whole city planned now b/c that post got me nothing. I posted about a week later (was I pushing it? I thought it was the best way to get BOTH of their attentions ... I mean we all check those little red notifications) "So I posted in here four days ago... nothing ... have I missed something or pissed you two off somehow?" Clear, to the point, no more beating around the tumbleweeds, right? 

Nope ... that was three weeks ago and last week I had wracked my brains enough ... I am an over thinker (sad but true). I called and I had myself convinced that she wouldn't answer. She did. I wish I could say it wasn't awkward, that the crickets didn't find their way into the phone call. I asked how she was and told her I hadn't heard from her in so long and she said yeah. Yeah? I mentioned the super secret room and she said she is never in it anymore (and what about those notifications?). Finally I asked what I had done. And she said those dreaded words ... well if you don't know than ... Uhm we have been friends for eleven years ... we are bound to have pissed each other off and hurt each others feelings at some point or another. She said she would invite me to do things and I wouldn't commit. That on one occasion I had plans with her sister, her sister canceled and she said we should do something. I posted on that social site I was kidless and asked what was going on that night. The next day another friend had posted that she wish she would have known and we could have hung out... I replied I wished I had known as well that it would have been fun. My old friend was hurt and even posted something to the effect of "am I chopped liver." For the record I stayed home with a nice bottle of wine that night, alone. I turned down her offer and another friend's as well. She continued on saying that she figured I just found a new set of friends and had moved on, and she was okay with that. Wow, well for starters OUCH. I had spent the last month upset and confused and she was okay. She compared us to a bad relationship with a boyfriend saying she was calling and decided to just quit and see what happens and nothing did (during my network hiatus and my overwhelming schoolwork and being close to a mental breakdown). I tried to explain that it was not intentional but she used my statuses from when I logged back on against me... I saw you were out doing things with people. (Wait was I not allowed?) I told her I continued to comment and "like" her statuses but (as childish as it sounds) it was not reciprocated. None of them were even when it came to my girlie. She had nothing to say to that ... insert awkward silences. 


I made this courageous call (I hate confrontation) on a drive to my daughter's football game, she is cheerleading this year (proud momma moment) and reception turned bad and the call dropped. Being on country roads I opted to not play phone tag. When I got to the school I texted her that we were there and knowing her hubby would be home (if he wasn't already) soon we would catch up the next day. The next day came and went with no word from her. I have gotten a "Like" on my status in regards to my hellish summer quarter being a successful one with straight A's. I want to call again but I worry I am pushing ... I am confused. I don't know what to do. The last thing I want is to hurt them and for it to be thought as intentional.