I GOT SCOOPED?!

OH. MY. GOODNESS.

I had finally worked up the courage I needed to come out. I had the whole spiel worked out, I had a clear weekend, and I was stoked to get myself right out there in the open.

... And if I had just skipped out on the gym this morning, I could have done it. I could have been OUT.

But, Miz Moffatt -- what on EARTH could have stopped you? You've been building yourself up to this moment all month.

...... This morning, my sister and her boyfriend got engaged. I am simultaneously excited/thrilled and pissed off.

I'VE BEEN SCOOPED! 

SCOOPED, I TELL YOU!

Now, I seriously CAN'T come out this weekend. I mean.... how can you come out to your family on the same day your sister is finally engaged after 7 years of dating? As I walked through the front door after being at the gym, my Mom was already on the phone with my sister -- she told all of us to "not go ANYWHERE" as she and her boyfriend were headed over "to tell us some news."

I was only at the gym for an hour. 

If I had JUST SKIPPED IT, I would have been out and I would have felt no guilt about 'ruining a family weekend' or trying to 'upstage my older sister.'

I AM SO FUMIN' MAD AT MYSELF...... though, going to the gym = a chance at hotter looking arms, so, I guess not everything is terrible. And hell, my sister is engaged -- I should be celebrating!

So, I guess the coming out is postponed for yet another weekend. It's hard feeling disappointed by such amazing news -- what a mix of strange emotion. Oh, Moffatt -- you certainly take the cake now, don't you?