In my last post I wrote about my goal to cultivate stronger relationships with my friends. It wasn’t easy, but I pushed myself a little over the last couple of days and am feeling pretty happy about it. Meeting up with people is hard for me and living in L.A. makes it sometimes feel impossibly hard. My anxiety starts with driving somewhere (how long will it take, will I get lost, etc.), then finding parking (street, lot, valet?!?), then figuring out what to order (?!?!?) and then what the hell will we talk about. Yeesh! I am neurotic. I’m working on embracing it. Or at least accepting it.
Friday I met up with my friend J. We had salads at Mrs. Winstons Green Grocery in Santa Monica and chatted about everything and anything for a good 90 minutes before we had to run off in different directions for the day. Driving back to my office I actually felt really happy. Exhilerated in a way. J put it perfectly when she said that getting together with friends helps to recharge people’s batteries. Consider mine in the process of a recharge.
Saturday hubs and I trekked down to the O.C. to see my parents. They have been staying there for a month now as a break from the crappy Michigan weather. The weather here hasn’t been much to write home about I’m sad to say. But at least it’s beautiful and the good days are tremendously good.
We made some lunch then headed out for an hour-plus walk around the Strand in Dana Point. My Mom loved pointing out all of the gorgeous homes that she “wouldn’t mind having” and showed me the home site she’d buy if she had 14 million dollars. How cute is that? I haven’t seen her this happy in ages and it is so wonderful. She has one of the biggest hearts and hers is bursting with joy. And that positive energy rubs off on me. I’m grateful for that.
To make the visit even better, Mom and I beat Hubs and Dad in Euchre. This is quite the feat considering they usually slaughter us and then have no qualms about rubbing our noses in it. We took the higher road. No noses rubbed….yet.
On our way home, I pursuaded hubs to stop at Lululemon to get a pair of much needed walking pants. His had seem better days many moons ago. I heart this store but can’t seem to afford much there. Their yoga pants and running shorts are totally awesome though.
Today we braved the cold morning air and smacked the tennis ball around for close to an hour. Then I got ready and headed out to Manhattan Beach to see G. I hadn’t seen her in ages. We had some pita with hummus, tzatziki and basil feta dip and then each got a salad. She’s from the good ol’ midwest like me and it’s refreshing to have such a grounded friend to talk to.
This is a good start. I realize this may be akin to what the resoluters do at the gym the first couple months of the year and I’m going to try to be cognizant of when things start to slide with this (because it probably will as most things do that aren’t easy and take a lot of effort). It gets hard sometimes because I’m the odd duck out a lot. My friends are living their baby years right now and it’s hard to relate to what they are going through sometimes. When I dwell on it I don’t do so great. But I’m making a choice not to dwell. Why feel bad? It’s a waste of time, right?
There is beauty in your presence. Show who you are.