Once upon a time I had friends. Lots of friends. I don't mean that to be as arrogant as it sounds - promise. But its the truth. Whenever I wanted to escape the boredom of my bedroom walls, unwind after a rough day at work, or just spend some time with more estrogen, I had a few lovely ladies I could call up and convince to come grab a glass of wine with me. Some of them didn't take a whole lot of convincing after the word wine came out of my mouth - you know who you are.
Then I moved to a whole new state.
Finding friends is hard.
I have been lucky to meet a few wonderful people at my job. But I'm looking for more. I love my boyfriend - I do. So much. But sometimes I want to bitch about my boyfriend, and I can pretty much guarantee he doesn't want to hear it.
(Boyfriend, I mean that in the nicest way. I know you'd like to bitch about me, too)
I know there is a blog and a book out now - http://mwfseekingbff.com - about a woman who literally "dated" to find her new BFF.
And so, that's what I am doing. I am asking my blog friends to "set me up" with anyone they know out here in San Antonio. But remember, Texas is a BIG state. Dallas is 4 hours above me. Houston is 3 1/2. And even Austin is 90 minutes away - so calling up a potential friend there to meet me for happy hour will kind of defeat the purpose.