Oh Dear...

Things may have been getting out of control this past week. And by may, read absolutely.

First things first last weekend was the Canada Day long weekend, which aside from a few extra hours at work was a pretty typical weekend. However, this was the weekend that never ended. My two days off this week fell on Tuesday/Wednesday, and The Tragically Hip played at the Kee in my tiny town of Bala, on Wednesday/Thursday nights. Add that to the fact that summer in Muskoka officially starts the week after the long weekend, and you have plenty of tourists, cottagers and locals all drinking to celebrate history in the making!

Due to the fact that the Kee only holds about 1000 people ticket sales were crazy both shows were sold out in about 10 minutes, only 4 days after the shows were announced, and you could only purchase 4 tickets maximum, tickets were a hot commodity. And I had 4 to the Wednesday night show. At the time of purchase I had 2 confirmed friends (SK and RR) plus myself so I went ahead and bought 4, not worrying about selling the extra.

As the concert got closer my 4th ticket was spoken for by AC another good friend of mine, and so we had a girls night all arranged. I was a little nervous, as all 3 of these lovely ladies are really good friends of mine, yet had never met each other, as I had met them all in different places. Turns out I had nothing to worry about AC and RR hit it off with each other and with the other people who turned up at my place for the pre-party. The only sore spot is the SK, never turned up. No phone call, no email.

I still haven't heard from her. And I'm rotating through feelings of anger to worry and back again. She has been unreliable for a long time, but has always at least cancelled, and never just not show up.

Back to the drama of the evening.

We finally get into the concert and it was amazing...or at least I know I had a great time, and they played Wheat Kings, a song I've been waiting 3 concerts to hear, as for what else they played....I have no idea, a little too much vodka, followed by too much beer.

I lost RR about 15mins into the show only to find her at the very end of the concert.

I ran into J, who had spent the first half of the evening telling my friends that he knew it was over between us, only beg RR to try to change my mind at the end of the night, and since I've had repeated text messages, telling my I'm beautiful, and we should have a pic-nic. When I first heard what he had said I was pumped that this relationship could possibly just fade away, and no break-up scene would be necessary. But now I'm thinking I'm going to have to suck it up, be an adult and actually break-up with my non-boyfriend.

I can't really say why I want out but I do. The whole thing just ran its course. Its been 4 months and I feel I never really got to know him, and that he never really got to know me. The butterflies were gone a long time ago. And the real kicker was that sometimes I felt more lonely with him than I do when I'm alone.

At the end of the concert, RR and I got some hot dogs, took them up to my place and settled into a very long and very deep conversation. She's been away for almost two years now and hadn't heard the whole break-up story between C and I. And seeing as she was the only friend of mine who knew him (she introduced us) it was sad but good to finally discuss those feelings that I had set aside for a year and tried to forget. It was such a great conversation we stayed together in the sun porch instead of sleeping in separate rooms. I love those conversations.

RR and AC

Me and one those Coors Lights that just kept appearing in my hands.

My Brother and his buddies rocking out! (RH is in the grey T.)

This was fairly discombobulated, and disorganized, and the real out of control events were still to come the next night...I've been on detox, since then I promise...