After Friday mornings issues, I decided to analyze my frustration factor.
It lead me to where I am now - sitting in a car outside a cafe about 3 miles from my house - in a waiting mode for a friend.
I guess I didn't get very far in working through my issues and moving on.
I have time to think and write. That's a good thing. :)
As I think on things of this morning, I make a mental note of responsibilities I need to tend to - alone.
I have several friends. Friends of all kinds, for all occasions.
I don't have a friend presently, to brain storm with on some of my tasks that need tending to. Why - because I don't have a friend nearby on my list that could relate to some of the things I must do.
So, I feel lost. I feel lonely.
Growing up when you are already a grown up is tough for me.
I wish my sister in law Patty lived closer. I know she would do great brain storming with me and could for sure relate to what I have to say.
Yes, Friday was a long day for me. I had errands to run in the morning, little time to relax once I got home before leaving for work. A funny thing but not so funny for this area of the world, happened at work yesterday. I work with more staff than I can count. Most are recent high school graduates which is really quite entertaining and frustrating at the same time. One gal, a co-worker, and I had a short chat yesterday. Turns out her step brother is one of my sons best friends in school and our neighbor. Her grandmother was my Avon lady when I was into that kind of thing.
So, when I got off work, I met with a friend. They asked how work went. I was excited to share the news with them. I began telling them and then suddenly was interrupted by news they wanted to share. I stopped my sentence and listened. I thought when when my friend was done with their news, they would ask me to pick up where I left off.
didn't happen
I thought about continuing but at that point, I no longer had the excitment and joy. I thought about letting them know that they interrupt me a lot but had no words I thought would share how I felt without hurting their feelings.
hmmm
Life has its ups and downs
Maybe I should take a class on how to speak up for myself in whisper form so I don't feel so bad when I say something. Most of the time I prefer to take it as it comes and deal with it rather than speaking out and up for myself. Seems to be a better way to survive this world.
The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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