Wednesday, March 7, 2007
We moved to this small town almost 2 years ago. In that time I've gotten to know quite a few of the women in my neighborhood, and consider some of them good friends. Only one stays home though, and she has anxiety issues. To the point that she won't go anywhere if her laundry is not done, etc. That's fine if that's her personality, but that means she doesn't like to get together as much as I'd like, or she cancels at the last minute, etc. She's actually coming over in a few minutes for cocktails. Anyway, that's not the point. Back in October I had heard that there was a girl a few streets over who stayed at home with a small child and her husband was to be deployed to Afghanistan in January. So I think to myself, why not go introduce myself and if we hit it off, great. Maybe someone to hang out with. So I pulled up my big girl panties and headed over there with Chickadee. We hit it off. She's exactly my age, with a 2 year old son. We started hanging out, going shopping or just sitting around drinking coffee, letting the kids play. We talked easily, told each other our husband woes, etc. I usually went to her house because she also has anxiety issues and doesn't like to leave her house (makes me a little paranoid that my house smells?). Fast forward to February or so. She stops calling. Her husband had to have surgery for his sleep apnea so his deployment got pushed back. They were having marital difficulties. I'd call her to say hi, we'd chat, she'd tell me everything that was going on, things seemed cool. Then she wouldn't call for a few weeks. Called her again, and point blank asked if something was wrong, if I offended her. She said no, and that she'd tell me if I did. Gave me her email address, said I could email her too. Another few weeks go by. I don't really want to keep calling, so I sent her a quick email last week saying that I hoped everything was okay and that I'm here if she needs anything. At one point she said that her hubby was supposed to leave the first weekend of March. Has he left? I have no clue. Never heard back from her. She never used to leave her house, but now when I drive by her car is usually gone. So I don't know. I feel like I'm in elementary school asking my little friends if they're mad at me. I don't want to keep bugging her if she doesn't want me around, I just wish she would be honest with me. Such a wierd situation, I haven't been in this kind of friendship since I was about 10! Any ideas would be welcome here. I'm a little lost.