I had so much fun today with my friends. The picnic was awesome. They even had Beyond Meat burgers for those of us who weren't eating beef. I didn't eat too much at all, because I didn't want to feel sick the next day.
I did get a right scolding for not being sociable enough.
Imagine the scene… me, as verbose as I am in my writing… surrounded by people.
And I was playing "Happy Color!"
I was not talking to anyone. Instead, I got to a point where I was awkwardly standing and focused on my phone. I think I had just swapped to an Einstein game, when one of my new friends came over and started talking to me. So, I had a fantastic conversation with her and her hubby.
I'm glad she did invite me over to their table. My back was starting to kill me.
So now I can tell my other friend that I spoke with other people!
One of my guy friends dragged me over into a different conversation with others.
He knows that I am shy – very much so.
For crying out loud!
I was wearing a shirt that literally said:
"Introverts Unite
We're Here
We're Uncomfortable
And We Want To
Go Home"
Granted, my bud did say that the worse I can do is get into a conversation and get stuck. My problem is that I don't want to get stuck in a conversation, so I avoid them.
Oh well.
I am social when I'm able… But it's hard for me to open up to people.
It's also awkward when I can't remember people's names… and in some instances I can't remember faces either. I've explained that if I didn't see my own face in the mirror, I would forget what I look like.
They think I'm joking.
I am not. I'm always confused when I look in the mirror in the morning. I remember some of my more basic features and ones that are distinct, but an entirely clear image is blurry.
I can add 'forehead wrinkles' to a distinct feature I have now. Laugh lines too. They show two things… that I've stressed and cried a lot… and I laugh a lot.
I only remember what my mom looks like because I have a giant portrait of her up on the wall. I can't remember what my dad looks like exactly. I'm always confused when I've seen him and his hair is white.
It's not that I don't remember or know he's getting older, it's just my clearer memories of him has him with darker hair. Significantly darker.
I'm back to working on the house again, which is good.
I've given up on getting a decent daybed here. It makes more sense just to have a foldout bed in the living room instead. So, you can literally lay down and rest in there if need be. I also invested in some anti-liquid covers and fresh covers for it. Can't use regular twin sheets.
I also purchased a small table which will go in the dining room. And I have plans to rearrange the room so that there's plenty of space and its tidy.
I also need to sit down and finish my schedule. Yes, I wrote it out, but I need to put everything together.
I'll also be starting on outlines for OA tonight and tomorrow.
If I get stuff formatted correctly, I can start scrambling around and penning the replacement chapters.
~J. Lyst
My entertainment schedule only has 2 days, at least so far.
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