Here I go ranting.

Let me start by saying that I have social issues. I was always a loner. Some of my best memories are of me alone or with my dad or sister, always breaking off to be alone to think about the time spent with my dad and sister. I like to be alone. People get to me to the point where I find myself taking on their thoughts and feelings instead of my own. That's a problem which being alone solves. My husband and I have become two seperate beings where we thought we had to be a unit--I'm seeing a figure eight replaced by two circles touching. I draw my eights as two touching circles. Always have. It's always been right there in front of me.

So I have an issue with a "friend" who I did the favor of watching her dog for a week while she took her kids to Mexico. I had met the dog and offered to take him. I have no idea what on earth she would have done without me. She said she would pick him up first thing upon her return, whenever that would be. she called at 1:00 yesterday. She was home and wondered if I'd mind keeping him until Rachel gets home from school today. WTF? I said I didn't mind, but I did. I minded all over the place after hanging up the phone with her. I still mind!

I called her back an hour or so later and left a message that I'd return the dog to her if she was tired (this was yesterday). I said today wouldn't be so good for me after all. I called again a couple hours later and her son said she wasn't home and he was leaving too. She called back a couple times but by then I let the machine get it. She called before 8:00 this morning (way too early) and left another message that she'd f***ing pick her dog up ASAP even though she wasn't feeling well. With a cough cough, to boot.

She didn't ask about my cold, or the boys' cold, or the baby's fever, or my schoolwork, or my job (four days last week, three this week), or the dog bite on my son's arm. She also didn't ask about the stress of having the dog here with two excited boys. A week was fine. I said I'd do a week. An extra day is over the top. Her message also said she thought she leave the dog another day because my kids were enjoying him so much. When she called from Mexico I told her the truth when she asked: the kids were enjoying the dog. I didn't feel the need to ruin her vacation by talking about my added stress, etc. caused by the dog. Watching him was my suggestion after all. IF I WANTED A DOG I WOULD HAVE ONE.

I tried calling her back this morning but got a busy signal. I was going to say I'd see her when Rachel got home (she has souvenirs for Rachel) and that everything was fine if asked. After all, I'm not here to teach her any lessons, though I'd like to try. I'm working on my bathroom tiles today because I start my week off from school. If her dog eats some tile adhesive it aint my problem. Of course I hope my sons don't manage to recieve any dog bites this last, bonus day.

Oh yeah and she said she's going to go to school online like me. First she will buy herself a laptop and have me teach her how to use it. Can't wait to practice what I've learned: say NO when I mean NO.