My mom’s BeauFriend’s birthday party has been postponed to next Saturday on account of Helene upstaging everybody.

Now I have to keep this on my agenda. I’m feeling like The Ohio Players’ song, I Wanna Be Free. Of course the song is not about dipping out on a party. The singer narrates to us about gaining the confidence to dump a lying woman with money.

He even gets a little sassy and says I’m getting away from you honey. Can you imagine someone saying that to you? I mean, you’d have to be pretty jacked up to be told that and I’ll just go ahead and say if it’s said to a woman, it sounds that much worse. Let me offer my own insights into the relationship, if you will.

I’ll go so far as to say she was dangling her finances over his head and when he really started to evaluate their struggles, this was a gut punch. Now, he knows he ain’t all the way together but he can fix anything broken around the house. Except that relationship. Alright? But she don’t give two damns about that!

She strolls about in her polyester suit and afro after coming home from some women’s liberation march, ’cause this was in 1975 by the way, but it could easily be now, and he was sick and tired of being sick and tired. Okay? He used to love her smile. I mean, love it! Now, he was noticing how much the coffee had stained her teeth over time.

They weren’t married, by the way. Just shackin’ and he was playing in bars, trying to make a piece of change and a name for himself.  She was impatient behind closed doors but they were stunning in public. Everyone wanted to be what they thought they were, the same as people who don’t see the facade through social media couples. You ever see their page full of lovey-dovey photos and 6 months later, they’re deleted? Same ole love, different time.

Well!

The last straw was drawn when he talked to his boys after a long-distance gig, so he winds up leaving her and that closet full of polyester suits.

The end.