The beautiful day started out great! After the gym, just 35 minutes in & out, it was time to go of the lake. All of a sudden he said he wants to invite Charlie. So we go and him and his GF and head to the lake. Well all the way there they talked about people they all know from their NA groups. It was rude for them to exclude me from a conversation, but I let it go. I'm not much for small talk unless it's an interesting conversation, and anyhow I didn't want to work at it. I enjoyed taking a swim and reading. BF did some fishing. Then the three of them sat at the picnic bend continuing with the same old same old posting stuff to FB, whatever. BF asks them to come over for dinner since I'm making eggplant parm. After a little while I began to feel annoyed. In private, told BF that din din was not happening. On the way home I was agitated. I knew what the dull conversation was going to be about. I put the Elvis station on. BF didn't want me to play it to loud because they were talking. We dropped them off and arrived at his place arguing over the above when he said that I'd interupted Charlie when I turned up the volume. I freaked! I became overwhelmed and panicked.

"I'm going the fuc home. I don't need this fucing sht.." And I got my stuff and put it in my car. BF changed his tune and so I decided to do my best to work this mess. I took a klonopin and a shower. We made dinner together and then took a nap.

All's well that ends well.