Just got back from a business trip to Calgary and as I had expected all I could think about was where I was going to eat but that wasn't the worst part. I mean business-wise it was a great trip but personally it sucked hard. On Monday night we went out to dinner and the other women there were all talking about their lives and how they liked to wind down at the end of the day with a glass of wine or a good book or how they really enjoyed their time in the kitchen etc. The were talking about the things that adults do. I felt like such an outsider bcuz when I go home after work I walk my dog and then I sit in the basement in order to avoid my mother and grandmother and the tension between them. When I lived by myself I was happy and I really thought that helping my mother out of her situation would make me happy but it hasn't. And now I feel guilty bcuz I am thinking of moving out which would mean that we would have to sell the house.