Meet my friend, Tread Mill. TM and I met a while a back and were on a friendly basis for a while. We spent time together regularly, but eventually we fell apart. It's been a few weeks now. Okay, a few months. All right, years.
But you have to understand, she liked telling me what to do, and besides, I had to go into the basement to see her, and I don't like the basement--but that's another blog.
When the weather warmed, I began walking outside instead of spending time with TM. The view was better than the basement and besides, when I was outside, she wasn't there to order me around, and I liked that too.
Alas, the weather has grown cold, and TM has been calling me downstairs again. I know I need to see her, but I also know this basement thing is going to be a constant barrier. So last night, Kevin and Chad brought TM upstairs to live. She's in our living room now, hulking over the sofa in the corner where I won't forget her--I'm sure she won't let me.
Do you have a friend like TM? How do you persist in (or avoid) spending time together?