On Friday, I hopped the train down to NYC after work to meet up with some of my college besties: Sara, Holly, and Kel. Sara abandoned me some time ago for warmer weather and a better job opportunity in South Carolina, and though I took it as a personal attack and still bear some resentment that she put her well-being ahead of my need to be near her, I am still willing to meet her any time, anywhere, whenever she's in back in town. That's the kind of friend I am. Selfless. Holly and Kel still live somewhat nearby, but I don't see them a nearly acceptable amount, which is shameful, and every time we get together we vow to change it, but then, you know, life. But those girls are happiness, and whenever I am fortunate enough to sit across a table from their smiling faces, I walk away soul soothed.
On Saturday, I met up with my cousins and Aunt Deb, who live a mere 3 and 7 miles away, respectively. Yet I have not seen them in weeks. Their proximity is a huge reason why I moved here, and I miss them terribly when it's been a while, but then, you know, life. I have to get better at seeing the people I love more often. It's imperative to my well-being. We all met up at Aunt Deb's, ordered pizza, and had a knitting lesson. I have been dying to learn (in fact it is Item No. 46 on my Life List), and a neighbor recently taught my cousin so she passed on her lessons. So far, I suck. But TV watching is about to get so much more productive.
On Sunday, I lounged around in my pajamas, took a shower, put my pajamas back on, and made beef chili, which is yet another item on my Fall to do list.
I also think I slept a grand total of 22 hours. That last part really makes quite a difference.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
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