Well, I know I haven't written here in awhile. Collecting things to write about I guess.
I went to see my friend Max one day last week. He was glad to see me, but still in a lot of pain. I wish I could help him more, but I guess just my being there is gift enough. I think I will go again this coming Wednesday or Thursday if it is a good day for him.
This little time seems also to have been about getting lost for me. I was supposed to go meet a friend downtown at a pizza place and was wandering downtown to every pizza place in that little chain, until by the time I found the right one, he had to leave. How embarrassing.
Then yesterday, I was invited to my nearby sister and brother-in-law's house to test out the new ramp they made for me to get in. The bus driver dropped me off at the wrong stop, and I got lost. I called them from a hospital which turned out to be really close to their house, but I didn't know that. They tease me about it for the rest of the night. And when they gave themselves some beer, I got water. There were lots of little condescending things like that, but they are stressed because they found out that he is to be deployed toward Iraq on August 1, not January 1. So I tried to give them the benefit of the doubt.
Then the bus driver on the way home remembered me from when I lived here before and told me he hadn't seen my boyfriend lately. This is happening more and more since I moved back, and it's a little more awkward because the person and I are actually on speaking/friendly terms again. So I always have to explain he's married to someone else now, and they always look so surprised. This particular one wanted to know what happened, so after thinking for a minute I told him that I think that the basic start of the downfall was that we saw each other so much, as in constantly, that we started take each other for granted, like we didn't really see each other anymore. The driver said that makes sense and it happens to a lot of people, so don't beat yourself up too badly. That was a little comforting, because it does bother me how much we hurt each other, especially since we are making an attempt at being friends again. But I am glad to have a new friend/an old friend back. It's a little bit of both, because we know we are different and can't really go back to the way we were before even if we wanted to. But I wouldn't trade it, though most other people around me don't understand it.
I also have been using the good weather to try and get a job, paying or volunteer. No success yet, but I will let you know. The fluctuating weather also seems to bear direct impact on my mood. I seem to get frustrated easier these days, and happy less often than usual, but when I am happy, the wait is worth it. I guess it's just like welcome to being an adult finally or something.
That's pretty much it for now.