So, today is the day that *someone* decided that he just HAD to go to MY beachfront haven destination without 1) coordinating with me so that I could go at the same time or 2) asking me any sort of advice or tips (he’s not been in 10 years and I go twice a month). As we all know, my inability to join him this weekend when he already well knew I needed to be in town earned me a 9 part ‘our schedules are just TOO conflicting’ break up text.
In direct contrast to my ‘norm’ of obsessing over it, blaming myself, trying to change his mind (yes, I’m just THAT pathetic sometimes) or sending a completely insincere “have a great weekend” text, I have done nothing. None of the aforementioned things. What I did do though, completely coincidentally, was to log into FB and see a post from someone stating that the wait times at the border are LONG. As in more than an hour. Which, of course, I would have warned him about as going on a Friday afternoon/evening is always a nightmare.
As he didn’t bother to ask my advice or opinion, he will be left to find out for himself. And I couldn’t be happier about that.