How the burlesque show WASN’T

Had a fabulous girl’s night planned to go see a burlesque show down the road. I was super excited. Picked out my outfit last night so I wouldn’t have to waste a ton of time after work happy hour. Confirmed with everyone what plans were. Here was the result:

Friend one: 1:30pm this afternoon- Finds out about cover. Deems cover the suck. Reports lack of attendance.

Friend two: 7:30pm this evening- Sends text. Text informs me of bad day and desire to hide. Reports lack of attendance.

Friend three: 6:30pm this evening- REPLIES to my "Are you still going?" text with "Maybe. I have work things. I’ll keep you posted." Has still failed to keep me posted at 11pm.

Friend four: 6:30pm this evening- REPLIES to my "Are you still going?" text with "There’s a cover? That sucks. When are you going?" THe last I heard from her was "Why are you going so early?" circa 7pm.

Where I have absolutely no problem going to things by myself (see: How I met everyone I know in town. See also: 4 months living abroad on my own), this is not something I planned to do by myself and therefore would not enjoy by myself. Not tonight. Not at this particular moment in my life. I was really excited to get out of the house for a little bit and enjoy an evening. Apparently, that can’t happen.

So, I called an old friend in Bama, cried for less than a minute (props to me) and vocalized the realization that I really only have 2 real friends here. The rest are "fair weather" friends- so aptly named by the king of my fair weather friends, though I doubt I’d even consider him THAT these days. I really thought I had more solid friends here but I’ve never *really* had to rely on them for more than fair weather things since I had Tom. SINCE Tom, no one has stepped up, besides these 2, to check on me during this crazy break up. No one has invited me out. No one has fit me into their schedule. What a wonderful support system I’ve set up for myself here. But, as I was reminded by said Bama friend, I adore my city, I have an amazing job that I worked my ass off for, and I am an incredibly likable/social person. So, time to quit pouting and just do something about it.

Monday, I am going to attend a new member’s meeting for an outdoor club here. I am going alone and starting over. I will keep the 2 friends I have. The others can call me when they realize I’m not calling them and I am happy to grab a beer and share some superficial thoughts with them. I need to change up something in my life….and where I am totally NOT at a point to be adding more to my plate, I’m going to do it anyway, for the sake of my sanity. I need something new and exciting and I need some more solid people in my life.

I suppose we’ll see where this goes…let the adventures begin.