Working up the nerve

 So I did a few things tonight that I was working up the nerve to do but just didn't have the nerve.  

I dislike asking people for anything because I either get made to feel bad or I do feel like I'm imposing.  I think one of my friends from college lives in the Washington Heights area with his wife and he has young kids.  I messaged him and asked if there were any good places for my niece to take her little girl for when they're in Milwaukee?  I'm convinced he won't respond.

I sent a friend request to someone I used to work with about 20 years ago.  I feel like I passed a note to someone to hang out after school. Sigh. I liked Maureen and I see how much she's accomplished and I'm so proud of her.  I'm convinced she won't respond.  I went through the same thing last year with my friend Josie.  We sat by each other at a previous job and she was pregnant with  her little girl when we worked together.  Well her little girl has a little boy now.  Yeah, I'm old.  Josie isn't, but I was too shy to send her a message to be friends.  I did it and she didn't get back for a couple of months but we're in touch now.  We don't hang out but I get to see her with her little grandson and I'll share with any pictures I take with Charlotte.

I did send you a thank you to Cassie for remembering my mom with a card.  There's a lot that I don't spill on a blog because well, some things should stay private.  I should say thank you because sometimes people aren't aware and I would really be shocked if I heard from her more.  I wouldn't be shocked if somehow it's my fault she didn't communicate. 

It's really not easy for me to make friends.  I had thought at one point it would be nice to see Frick and Frack for lunch someday but I thought, I was the friend that got used all the time.  I was the best! when they went on vacation and I was the worst when I needed time off.  

It's just not easy when you're a shy person.  It's like I need a nap after all the typing I did tonight. I'm afraid to look at my phone now.  

I need a cat meme or Trump sucks meme from Corinne right now.  She gets me.  I got one person that does get me.  I should remember that.    

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