Crazy Jay and I have been spending time with another married couple recently. We have hung out at their place a few times. We keep talking about going out sometime, but that hasn’t happened yet.
This couple has seen the extent of our craziness. Well, they’ve pretty much seen the extent of Jay’s craziness. I work with the husband, so I have kept mine a little more under wraps.
The wife struggles with anxiety and has studied psychology, so Jay thought he would very much enjoy speaking with her and comparing notes. She was also molested as a child, so I thought she may be someone that I could speak with, as well.
The husband has dealt with his wife’s anxiety for the past several years, so he understands some of what I go through with Jay. The husband is also really into weaponry and defending his wife’s honor, so he and Jay clicked right away.
The husband and wife have been through a lot in their marriage, like us. Against all odds they are still married after 25 years, earning my respect.
The first or second time we hung out with them, they were offering to get Jay a job. When they heard it would cost a couple thousand dollars for Jay to get his driver’s license back so he could work said job, the husband offered to take care of that, too. They have offered us their mobile home when they get a new one. They have offered to let us barbeque with them sometime on the river.
Even though Jay is usually in full-blown mania when we visit, they had still been talking to us. Still taking our calls. Still making plans with us. Even though we have told them that we have a tendency to burn people out, they assured us that wouldn’t happen. Time and time again they assured us it wouldn’t happen.
Then something changed. I’m not sure what it was, but we haven’t hung out in a couple weeks now. I will text the wife and feel blown off by her response. Jay has called the wife and husband and left messages that were not returned. I saw the husband at an office meeting this past Saturday, and he acted like I wasn’t there. We invited the couple to watch the Super Bowl with us. They said they had to make an appearance elsewhere first, but planned to leave early and would call us when they got back. We didn’t hear from them that night.
Jay called the husband to ask if we had done something to offend them. To see if maybe they spoke prematurely and were burned out already; even after such a short time.
The husband assured Jay that hadn’t happened. He said his wife has been sick for the past week. He said he has been busy with work. He basically laughed and told Jay it was ridiculous for us to think that they had gotten tired, offended, or burned out by us. Jay believes him. I’m still not sure.
They did and said everything right the first few weeks. Then it seemed like they dropped off the earth. When called on it, they had excuses at the ready, and assurances to smooth over hurt feelings. I guess we will see what happens next.
Isn’t it always like this? Right when I start thinking that maybe it would be nice to have friends, to talk to people, to interact with others. Right when I start thinking maybe we have found people we can spend time with, the rug is pulled out. Right when I think I can trust and believe what people say, that it’s safe to let them into my bubble, I am wrong, once again.