Friday, July 10, 2009
Well, things are possibly quite dire.
You see, I am very happy in my life, I am very busy with DrMr, Muppet, the doggy, GeorgieLove, the other job and friends added on into that. We have a routine that involves workie things, lots of walks when the sun allows, visits to the library, cooking, reading (aloud to the muppet and for myself), brunch in our favourite cafes, browsing shops, weekend nights at the drive-in, vaguely trying to keep things clean and occasional cups of tea with friends. All these things keep me extremely busy.
Yet, none of these things make for interesting conversation. I have lost all conversational ability.
Yesterday afternoon I had a cup of takeaway coffee (an over-sweet chai for me) with a friend who also has a baby in our local park. She is planning a wedding and we talked about that for a while. She pauses and says to me:
“so what’s new with you, any news?”
“um… no… hmmmm (wracking my brains for inspiration)… there is nothing…oh wait, I am thinking about redoing the bathroom…on a very small budget...”.
Oh hey, I went for a KILLER walk today. And I TOTALLY kicked the laundry's ASS. This baby book about bunnies is LIFE CHANGING.
I just then caught myself looking for someone at work: “where’s Michelle? I have to tell her that I cooked a curry last night”. WHAT? MICHELLE DOESN’T CARE.
I LOVE TO BORE PEOPLE WITH THE BORING SMALL THINGS THAT FILL MY HEAD.
DrMr and I are in the car on the way to work this morning. DrMr is looking very intense and caught up in his thoughts (usually work related, I don’t take these things personally), Muppet is getting tired in the back, so I start to sing to her (a self-penned HELLO RUBY song. I have heard her kind of sing along to the tune, which is the CUTEST THING EVER). I say to DrMr:
Me: “do you know Row, Row, Row Your Boat”
DrMr: “of course”
MeL: “well, let’s sing it to Ruby in a ROUND… ROUNDS ARE AWESOME”
DrMr: “What’s a ‘round’?”
Me: “Well you sing the first line and then at the end of the first line, I start the first line and we sort of sing it on top of each other”
DrMr: “that sounds incredibly lame”
Me: ”TOTALLY NOT LAME… you obviously never went to Christian Camps when you were young”.
I like the small things. I like my small life. I don’t need a ferris wheel in my backyard to be happy. I just don’t have anything interesting to say anymore.
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