Movie night was good last night. “When Harry Met Sally“. There was a friend of mine who had never seen it before with is. She said “I’ll have what she’s having” about 15 seconds before the line came up in the movie.
And another friend of mine just got out of quarantine yesterday afternoon, Then someone in her group tested positive and had to re enter quarantine about 6 hours after she got out. I don’t have the story straight in my head yet, but it seems to be insane craziness on someones part.
I’m on a vacation day today, and am going snorkeling.
I believe I’ve discovered a way to decrease the time I spend walking in the mornings. Without decreasing the distance walked. I’ll show you: go on, get up and walk. Now walk faster, faster still, a little bit faster, faster! That’s pretty good!
I believe the term that I should use for this faster walking will be “running”.
I shall get it to patented and copyrighted and I shall be rich for my invention!
Seriously though, it’s Wednesday, I slept good last night, I feel good now, I’m ready to go to work. I plan on swimming in half mile at lunch time like I did yesterday.
When I was very young, in my grandmother’s apartment there was a painting that I thought was spooky. It was a river in the woods with some girls in white standing by the water. There was a dirt embankment between the river and the woods and on the horizon beyond the woods far far away looked like a field. To me the whole thing was creepy but the worst part was that field. I felt like if I ever found myself in that field I could never find my way home again and would be gone forever.
Last night I had a very similar dream, sort of. I was in a building and I could look out the windows. Far far away was a very remote parking lot, full of cars. All the cars had people in them and they couldn’t get out of their cars. I knew that if I was in one of those cars I couldn’t get out either, and I would be gone forever. It seemed like, in the building, I could look towards the parking lot and be there. I could instantaneously travel from the parking lot to the building without ever really leaving the building. Throughout the night I kept going back and looking at the parking lot and it was scary, like my grandmother’s painting.
Twas a good weekend, productive and fun. Friday I got off work early, went to the beach then went home and I mowed the yard, I only got the front done because the grass was so deep and wet. (When I say grass I really mean weeds!) Then our dinner club went out to dinner Friday night and it was quite nice. Saturday I went diving and then had coffee with friends at Waffle Monkey. Good coffee! Then I came home and mowed the backyard, it was much easier and drier. Saturday afternoon my quarantiner moved out, free of covid. I have somebody else possibly going into quarantine here on the 13th of this month, which will be nice.
Sunday was another diving day, followed by a washing two dogs who needed it bad and seem to feel much better
And now it’s a back to work Monday and I actually don’t feel so bad about it.
Today I start using up my vacation time. I could say wasting it. Starting today I’m taking Fridays off, Except today will be a 1/2 day, because I have 18.5 days to use. I will take every Friday for the rest of October off off and starting in November I will take Mondays and Fridays off. I’m taking off 3 days between Christmas and New Year’s. That will be the end of my leave for 2021.
2020 it was bad, 2021 has been much worse.
But the weather is looking good this morning and I hope it will be a nice day and weekend.
Do you have a lot of friends? I do. I have friends I work with, I have friends I scuba dive with, I have friends I go to dinner with on Friday nights. I have friends “in the program”.
Friends as an adult seems different than friends I had when I was a child in school. With school friends, we would hang out after dinner and before dinner. We would talk on the phone 100 times a day. We were constantly in each other’s lives.
Somewhere along the line things changed,we’re friends, but there’s a distance, a subtle boundary, almost undetectable.
Years ago, my wife and I had an argument and she called her friends and I was painfully aware that I had nobody to call. Now, with this divorce going on, it never feels “right” to talk to my “friends” about it. If I do, I don’t feel good about it afterwards. Like some topics don’t fit in the “category” of our friendship. I feel like my only option is to talk to a stranger like a counselor, someone who is paid to do a job. And that doesn’t always do the trick either, I don’t get the connection, I don’t get whatever’s missing because the counselor or stranger doesn’t know the back story story, doesn’t know me, doesn’t know the people involved.
There’s lots of quotation marks in this post…
I guess I’m asking if you feel the same way? Do our friends and friendships get different as we get older? What changes? I’m thinking it has something to do with the creation of a new family, which I feel like I have lost recently.
I had a really cool topic for today, one that I could never forget. I forgot it.
I went diving Saturday and Sunday last weekend and it was very nice.
Yesterday at work, I put in vacation requests for my 18.5 days that I have to use by the end of the year. Is pretty much, I’m taking every Friday off and almost every Monday off until 2022. I had to submit a separate leave request for each day.
You are truly blessed to have such a holiday. Here, outside of the US, it’s not National Taco Day, (that would make it international taco day) but my heart will be with you as you celebrate your wonderful culture! Nothing is more American than the taco!
