I have a friend who knows I detest
sitting in peoples houses for entire
afternoons/evenings or dinners. These days there is little else to the friendship. Years ago, prior to my friend having children, I made it very clear
that I loathed the banality of sitting in peoples’ houses once they had kids whilst only desiring escape. (I’m gay, don’t dislike kids, however
despise the lifestyle of child rearing. I’m free of that.)

I want to build the friendship into something fun, and try to pick activities (away from her home, and nesting instinct) that can include her kids. I’ve had a renovation, and she won’t even come around to see it (if I have guests, I make sure there’s entertainment); I have a pool, and live on a park with bbq facilities at my door. But, in the end, she only wants me to come over to her house for table chats. I ignore
those texts rather than engage in meaningless confrontation she won’t understand. Is it time I moved on?

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