I'm not sure what exactly happened Friday night at the Watch, but it was the straw that broke the camels back for her. She and her husband decided that they will no longer be going to my church. A decision that at this time I wholeheartedly support----so long as she doesn't lock her door on me! I know things will change, but it doesn't have to be in a bad way. We ought to be able to decide together what those changes will be since it's our friendship.
We haven't always had such a turbulent relationship. Honest. I'm not sure when this rollercoaster ride started exactly. Maybe in October? I dunno. {shrug}
She's been so beat on by our pastors and other leadership at our church that it's not funny.
But to say so is "focusing on the negative" and we wouldn't want to be negative people now would we? How else can we know what to fix if first we can't admit that it's broken.
So, it was a rough weekend.
And then, Monday, I get notice that our housing inspections are going ot be on Wednesday of this week. Great! Housework is the first thing that suffers when I get depressed and since I've been fighting it on and off for moths, I had some work to so. Which is where I've been this week. Cleaning and organizing. I swallowed my pride and asked a friend to help, and so now the apartment is so organized...like, I should have had this friend around to help me when I first moved in because she is like amazing!
OK. Have to go now. I have to go babysit the kids of my bad influence soon and I want to talk to England before I have to go. LOL!
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