Wednesday, August 01, 2012
My best friend hung up on me
My feelings about this are very complicated. Of course I'm heartbroken for him. On the other hand, he hasn't liked this job for a while, and maybe this is an opportunity to try something new. But then, there's the HOUSE. 5 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, a den, and multiple fireplaces. They will never be able to sell that sucker in this market. So whatever he does next, he has to make enough to pay that freaking mortgage. I never thought that house was a good idea, but that doesn't mean I don't hate being right.
I also wish he didn't feel embarrassed about the tears. This is ME, after all. He knows I'll love him no matter what, that I have faith in him. And that his family loves him, too. I told him they treasure him for who he is, not what he does. I'm very good with being right about that.