I was out socializing with my neighbors. We were drinking and heading over to one of their penthouses for margaritas. I was looking forward to seeing his place as i've never seen a penthouse before. I was looking forward to having a margarita. I've never had one before. I've never even had tequila before. I felt my horizons expanding and felt like i was really on an adventure.

We were talking and laughing. I didn't see anything wrong with it. But then one of the guys started dwelling on our age difference. They are all Generation Y, and i am a Baby Boomer (the second last year). It made me feel weird, like my presence was inappropriate. I thanked them for the drink, wished them happy margaritas, and left.

I wish that one guy hadn't pointed out that i am much older than them. I was having an excellent time til then. I was so looking forward to carrying on to the neighbor's penthouse and finally having a margarita at last. How unfortunate.

Well, i'll just have a mocktail margarita at my favorite cafe tomorrow. I am meeting my friend from my drop-in there in the morning. I feel sad that i don't seem to fit in anywhere. My friend tomorrow is pretty limited socially. A nice person, but somewhat wooden in conversation. Terse replies. Not volunteering anything of her own. I do all the entertaining.

I can't seem to find a relationship that suits me. I enjoy all my new friends, for a wide variety of reasons, and i am grateful for all their friendship. But there is no one single friend who knows my heart.

It's okay tho. I didn't like how the penthouse owner talked about how he had taken a financial ride on his rich ex-wife while they were married. I don't respect men who do that, as MY ex-husband did on me. It's exploitive and shows a serious lack of character.