Today he got the answer - "It's VENTING not b*tching. It's what girls do."
I have four girls that I can vent to.
1) TWIN. Who lives 9 TIME ZONES AWAY. She was the one I could call up 24x7 when I had a bad day. And now I can't.
2) Mogie. Heart Mogie. But she has 4 kids and a fiance and two exhubbys and a lot of drama on her plate already. I call her quite a bit. But I like to give her a break. She lives on the East Coast - which is three time zones away.
3) Roofie. Little Sister. She lives two (three?) time zones away. She said I can call her whenever - but unlike Twin & Mogie she DOESN' pick up whenever I call. She has school and Seff-meister, and they keep pretty big. And since she doesn't have job or school at the moment than she likes to nap.
4) Mommy. I love my mommy, but 89% of the time she doesn't get it. She was raised in a different time period, and some things she just doesn't understand.
I work as a landlord. So I can't become friends with my tenants. I can chat with them when I'm out and about, but the who's and what's-it's I'm chatting about has to be limited because I like to keep my job and loose lips would make me unemployed.
So anyway I am pissed off and bawling and yelling at him. "I'M NOT B*TCHING. I'M VENTING. I HAVE NO FRIENDS THAT LIVE HERE AND THE FOUR I WOULD VENT TO AREN'T ALWAYS AVAILABLE WHEN I NEED THEM. YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE MY BEST FRIEND. AND WE NOW HAVE FOUR KIDS LIVING WITH US. I'VE NEVER RAISED TEENS BEFORE SO IT'S A NEW EXPERIENCE FOR ME. WITH FOUR KIDS OUR 'ALONE TIME' IS NOW PRACTICALLY NON-EXISTENCE. SO EXCUSE ME IF I NEED TO UNLOAD/VENT/ BOUNCE FEELINGS OFF SOMEONE AND THAT SOMEONE IS YOU! IT'S NOT MEANT TO SEEM LIKE B*TCHING!!"