I think too much.

I feel like there are days I think too much on things that bother me.  

The thing that bothers me today is the loyalty of friends.  I find it depressing that I have more interaction with friends I made while living in Texas for less than a year than I do the friends I've known for all of my adult life and live right here in town.  In all honesty, I don't think they think about it as often as I do.  Sadly,  Joe (Husband the Great) and I are on the fringe of two different groups of our friends.   The older group; who all have children and all but one couple seem to have the opinion that our house is so child-unfriendly that their kids wouldn't survive the night.  And the younger group; they abandoned us back in February and never looked back.  

I understand the older group; it's a pain in the ass to haul kids places.  But they do it.  And some of them have never even seen our house (we've been here 2 1/2 years).  I would be giddy to host parties and have everyone over,  but they don't want to come over.  I don't know what the remedy might be other than to get over it and just keep on going over to other people's houses. 

I do not understand the younger group.  These are guys who were in our wedding party not quite a year ago and I feel like we don't even exist to them anymore.  One of them makes regular contact,  but even so,  he's made it clear that if he has a choice between anything else and visiting Joe and I, it will be anything else every time.  We could go visit them, sure,  but I, nor Joe, will not just show up uninvited to some one's house after such a long period of not being around them all the time. To me,  these friends have made it clear we are not on good enough terms anymore to just show up. 

So, long story short,  Joe and I find ourselves with an abundance of free time.  I find myself alone with my thoughts more often than I would like.  And really,  it's no one's responsibility to entertain me (save maybe my husbands),  but once upon a time there were people who wanted to.