My Best Friend

It has been a very long 2 weeks. 2 weeks ago I went on a trip with my best friend to Canada. I thought that the trip up was very nice. 11 hours of talking non-stop. It really was a fun time. Once we got there though I was very nervous about the neighborhood that my car was going to be sitting in. I let it go because it was right in front of her sister's apartment. It looked like the Canadian version of the projects.

Luckily I had already gotten myself a room at a hotel near by. The hotel had internet access and a big queen sized bed. The hotel was only about 5 minutes away from her sister's place. However, on the second day I called her and asked her to bring me some dinner, this was at 3:30 and she was suppose to come by at 5:30. This is already late for me for dinner, but I didn't want to be a bother to her. Did I forget to mention that she was using my car? I didn't get dinner until 8:30 pm.

The ride home wasn't as good as the ride up. We didn't talk very much but it wasn't that bad. I was just so happy to be going home and laying in my own bed. I think that we got home around 10 and I was asleep by 10:30. My hubby was nice enough to make the bed and get me some treats for coming home.

I didn't talk to my friend for a couple of days because I was really upset at something she said to me on the way home. Her and I were talking about music and the fact that I don't just listen to anything. I prefer music that has a point and something that I agree with. She said that I should listen to music just for the beat. This upset me because we had this same argument years ago that caused us not to talk to each other for about a year.

That wasn't the worst though. The worst thing was when she said "Is that you talking or your husband". This really pissed me off but I didn't want to start anything on a 10 hour ride back home. You really don't want to start a fight when your stuck in a car with someone for that long.

So, I should be over this right? I am not though. I really don't like the insinuation that my husband tells me what to do or how to think. I have a mind of my own and if my best friend doesn't know that about me then there is something wrong with our relationship.

I still haven't said anything to her about it but I think about it every day. We have a dinner date this weekend but I don't know if I want to go or not. I also don't know if I should bring it up with her either before or at dinner, or if I want to bring it up at all.

She is a really good friend, we have a lot in common and we normally feel the same way about everything. I would really hate to lose her as a friend, but I don't like feeling this way about her. I would love to have another view of this. Maybe there is something that I am not seeing in this whole thing. My husband seems to be taking my side, but of course he would.

At least I can vent about it here and hopefully she will never read it. If she does I hope that she understands that I am very troubled about all of this and that I am just not sure how to talk t her about it.