name changed for this.
AIBU...group of mothers I socialise with went away two weeks ago to one mother's holiday house in the Cotswolds. This is the third time this has happened. Guess who's never invited, with the whole thing being kept secret until the last minute. I am not the only one in this position, the house could not accommodate the whole group, and myself and the homeowner/organiser are on opposite ends of the bigger group - I would not consider us to be more than friendly colleagues. I intend to do nothing more than I have previously which is to ask once if they had a nice weekend then change the subject.
I guess what is bothering me is that someone I would consider myself good friends with, and who is good friends with the organiser, appears to take some pleasure in rubbing my nose in it. I don't react when this happens, but you wouldn't have to be derren brown to work out my feeling excluded.
The other thing that concerns me is that this "in group" thinking has translated to the playground, with mothers ensuring that they invite the popular mothers' kids at all times. This is very evident from my perspective, with children who never play together being invited in place of good friends.
I am aware that I sound like something from the slummy mummy column, maybe "neurotic mother with maturity of 15 year old", but it's hard to socialise with these people, and even harder to explain to perceptive DS why he's not invited to as many outings as others: ie his mother ain't as popular. Sorry to be a bore when there are so many real problems in this world, tell me i'm being a silly cow, paint a smile on my face and fuck the lot of them.