Boredom....Be Careful

I jumped into a Bouncy House this afternoon.....I was bored.

Students today had their end-of-year picnic, complete with every type of recreation available, including an inflatable obstacle-type contraption. The picnic was lovely, but was growing a little long since I didn't have much to do. I need structure.

So, while observing some students in the bouncy house, they asked if I would give it a try.....and of course I would!!

Apparently, it was a race of some type. You race against another person going thru an identical obstacle course on the other side of the inflatable structure. So, I began by propelling myself into this thing, and the thought very clearly came to me, how embarassing it would be if I could not climb out of it and they had to let the air out to extract me.........

Anyway, I went through the structure....and by the time I got to the top, (where you get on a giant slide that spits you out) my thirteen year-old opponent was already at the snack tent.

I am not sure any of the other adults saw me. If they did, they were probably saying things like, "Amazing. She has such little self-awareness."

uh, neighbors

When I moved into an apartment and I was alone for the first time in my life, it was difficult. I missed having someone to talk to, I thought a lot about why I ended up being alone at this point in my life. I'm not gonna lie....I was having a little pity party.........until I heard my neighbors.

The neighbors are a couple that share my bedroom wall. They are a typical couple, lovingly taking walks, walking their dog, etc. But, when sharing a bedroom wall with a couple, one is privy to the intimate part of their relationship. I'm not referring to their sex life. I just turn up NPR when that is going on. I'm speaking about the slamming doors, the arguing, etc. I don't expect that their relationship is any more troubled than other couples, but it is just troubled enough to make me think (as I'm lying in my bed)......it's not so bad being alone.

It is what it is

My niece Kelly insists that I should keep a blog. Not because I have profound thoughts on life, and nuggets of wisdom. But because I am on this path of trying to be comfortable on my own, and tend to have alot of missteps along the way. And, luckily I can still find a little humor in those experiences.

Most people have blogs with photos of their loving family, and can lists their children's accomplishments and grandchildren's photos. Well, I don't have that......So do I feel badly everyday because I don't? Of course I do, but "it is what it is." So......here it is.