So Long...

We finally heard the news that my Hubby's best friend was packing up and heading back to Florida. We've suspected it for some time and he finally broke it to us he was leaving after Labor Day.

Most of my readers are aware of the love-irritation relationship between the friend because he's like a 28 year old kid. He lives like a bachelor, hardly any food in his fridge but plenty of beer. He never has cash on him, even when he knows he'll need it, he only has the debit card. Common sense is lost on him most occasions and he'll lovingly point out if you have a pimple on your face, just in case you don't own a mirror.

My hubby is quite upset to be losing his best friend and while I feel for him because he's sad, I'm also happy in my own way. I'll get more undivided attention from my hubby, I won't feel like I have a damn kid hanging around the house, I won't have to spot him some cash when we go downtown,etc. I know I'm sounding harsh, but I do like our friend. I know I piss him off and irritate him, I just like to think I'm not as bad as him! He will be missed and I'm sure he'll come visit often.

I could tell my hubby was pouting last night, so I told him he could have our friend over as much as he wanted until he moves. What's another month of mild irritation and laughs?