Tuesday, July 26, 2011

muskoka

at the grocery store i've taken to scoping out abandoned grocery carts for quarters. then i return them properly and reap the rewards.

it seems that i'm in a new phase of life. not because i'm married, but because i'm 31 and life has stablized. in my mid-twenties life was much more transient. because of this, i was constantly on the brink of many things, including many new friendships. as the years have gone by i've matured into lasting friendships and now seem to be past the phase of making new pals (or at least many in a short period of time). i'm very happy with my friendships, they are rich and meaningful. and i would not trade this phase to go back to the beginning. i suppose in many ways friendships are like romantic relationship. the way they change and grow. they are novel and exciting at the beginning, then mature into something beautiful and deep. this phase in life is new to me, and the part of me that is used to constant change is feeling displaced and a little bit lost. i'm not accustomed to maturing in my home, job, friendships; so i feel a little out of my element. part of me feels no longer novel and truth be told i feel a little bit threatened by those who are. i'm not proud of that, but it's my instinctive response. i suppose i'm still immature in my maturity. i'm not quite ready to be arrived yet, in many ways i feel like i'm still just arriving - or at least feel like i should still be arriving. i've lived in the maxipad for 5 years already. it simultaneously feels like home and like recent a new discovery.

b and i watched the godfather part 2 last night. when we first started dating he was shocked that i haven't seen the godfather or the rocky. i like it when i go to classic video and for our 3 for 5 bux deal select 3 completely different films. this time it was... walk on water (a hebrew/german film), the godfather part 2, and anchorman :D

do you remember the time when i shared about the cool crowd at work and me feeling ostrosized by them? oddly enough, pretty much every since i wrote that entry things have been getting progressively better. they even make small talk with me. one girl asked about my weekend! that was nice, i appreciated that. i've kind of concluded that (some of them) are more afraid of me than i am of them. they don't quite understand me (someone who prefers spending time alone at lunch, is not trendy and doesn't share their collective hair-style) and as a result they don't really know how to interact with me. one by one they're figuring out that i'm just a regular person. that's nice. i'm glad things are getting better.
 
let the silence settle in our bones.

1 comment:

Michelle said...

Lesley you make me laugh (about the grocery carts) - in a good way.