No Plan

B and I went to breakfast this morning but this time, J tagged along. She came into the restaurant fuming angry and sat down, “Did M go to work today?” To which I replied, “Um, well, I’m pretty sure she is still sleeping, so, no.”

“Well, She didn’t go yesterday either. She didn’t even call in. They called her and woke her up! She said she was sick and now she didn’t go today either!”

Uh ohs! I both love and hate it when shit like this happens. Wait a second, can you hear that? An adventure is just around the corner! J demands that we go to Starbucks and check if M is there. I’m always up for rubbing M’s mistakes in her face, so hell yes I’m up for it! We went, and of course, M is not there. We asked if M was in today and the lady told us that she wasn’t. B, always one to tip-toe around an awkward situation goes, “Yeah but she was supposed to show up, right?” Yes, friends, she was.

Well, that wasn’t enough for J. Nope, she wanted to go to my house and bitch M out. My pleasure! Off we go, J barges into M’s room and sits on her bed to give her a nice long lecture. J asked her why she didn’t go to work today and she said that she “didn’t have a plan” that would excuse her from missing work yesterday. Um, so she just didn’t go two days in a row? Now her “plan” has to be a little grander, dontcha think? JESUS.

So the hunt is on! For another place to live, I mean. I asked J nonchalantly if her and M were planning on moving in together – acting like it was common knowledge that they were. She told me that there was no way it was happening until June at the earliest – if ever.

You see, the landlords that used to own the house that I live in have contacted me and invited me to move into their new suite. I told them that I would prefer to live alone and they offered to knock a few hundred dollars off of the rent so that I could afford to do it. This is a pretty huge step and I definitely need to do some serious thinking about it! I mean, as bad as I would feel for leaving her high and dry, let us be frank, she brought this shit storm down on herself.

Oh yeah, and M got her hair done this weekend. She got it done at a spa and it cost over $200 for a cut and colour job. Why did she go there when it is so expensive? Oh, they’re the only people that can cut her bangs right.

Yep.