A month from today Tom gets on a plane and heads off for work for five months. I’m not happy about it. The only things I keep telling myself are 1) I have a month in Texas right smack in the middle of his being gone which I’m SUPER excited about 2) I can write and write and write and write and not be distracted and 3) this will teach me more about myself and make me stronger…..right? Right.
I was supposed to be getting out there and meeting people. But then I started a new job and I’ve been pretty exhausted trying to get into that rhythm and learning all sorts of new stuff. And when I have Tom around I don’t really feel the need to get out and do other things. And also, I’m kinda shy and socially awkward and going out and trying to meet new people all cold-turkey style just sounds pretty damn terrifying to me.
“Hey guys, hey, wanna be my friend? Wanna be my friend? WANNA BE MY FRIEND??!”
I know I’ve recently used this picture but I’m using it again because I feel it pretty accurately portrays me. In fact, I would go so far as to say this lemur might be my spirit animal…cute and weird but in the end it makes you smile.
I have to compile a list of things I would like to do where I actually might meet people. So far I’ve only found a few things….yoga, meditation, a vegetarian cooking class, and something called Dancing in the Dark which I find really intriguing. It’s a woman’s only dance session where you go into a really dark room and they play loud music for an hour and you just dance. Hmmm……now that I’m writing about it I’m realizing this might not be the best way to meet people, more likely it would be a great way to alienate them with my elbows. But I’d still really like to give it a try.
A few weeks ago I went into Ponsonby because I wanted to check out this event called the Ladies’ Litera Tea. There was a bookstore in Ponsonby which was sponsoring the event…not having it on its premises or anything, just promoting it. I couldn’t find much info about the event online so I figure the bookstore could give me some more info….plus I like bookstores. All I knew about the event was that it cost 65 damn dollars which I found to be surprisingly expensive but Tom, who very much wants me to meet people so he doesn’t have to worry about me building lonely pillow forts in the living room while he’s away, said surely there would be lots of interesting things going on for $65 and he would happily pay for my ticket. So I went into Ponsonby and headed to the Women’s Bookshop: A Bookstore For Everyone (don’t you think they should change their name? I find it a bit contradictory myself) and talked to the woman behind the counter. She was extremely excited about the event and quite talkative about it. But what I discovered was the events (there were two different dates) which went from 1 to 5:30 in the afternoon consisted of seven different women standing and talking about their published books for half an hour and then there was a high tea.
Can you imagine me at a high tea? I can’t. I don’t think those women would appreciate my conversations about pig fluffers or how men in the Congo are the most well-endowed. These aren’t normally my go-tos for conversation with strangers but when I get nervous anything could happen so you never know.
I decided not to go to the Ladies’ Litera Tea. Though I’m kinda disappointed I’m not gonna hear these two ladies talk about their life on a South Island farm where they make cheese and whiskey. That sounds like pretty much the perfect life to me. Ah well….I put their book on my Kindle wishlist.
So I’ve got to make my list longer. My goal is to go out at least twice a week to experience something new and make myself talk to strangers.
It sounds terrifying to me. But I bet it winds up being fun….at least sometimes.
Plus, it gives me more to write about.
I watched a Ted Talk recently and learned that people live longest in a little village in Sardinia. They believe it’s because the houses are sooo close together and there’s very little social media there and all the villagers are completely up in each other’s business and involved in one another’s lives. I would think this would kill you fast, but I seem to be incorrect.
I am going to start convincing Tom that we should retire in Sardinia.
Time to work on my children’s book.
Have a happy day, everyone. Kisses.