And so it goes.
I have returned from Cambridge and a short visit with one of my oldest friends. Holy moly. She has 7 kids and she never stops. Most of the conversations we grabbed were in between babies running amok or 4 year olds wanting their mommy's attention or teenagers wanting to play at grownup. I am not ready for children.
And it's hard because no matter what I do, it's still totally zoo-y. I'm not over often enough to know where stuff is, so I can't empty the dishwasher or make a salad without asking a million questions. I know they're worried about money too, so I can buy a cheap dinner out and bring some pie, but I feel like the rich aunt dropping in with presents and leaving again. I can see the level of support she needs, but I can't give it to her from 100 km away.
This is my first visit since the summer: I think I got up there shortly before the wedding, but that's just not enough to maintain a friendship based on the day-to-day stuff going on.
And it's hard because no matter what I do, it's still totally zoo-y. I'm not over often enough to know where stuff is, so I can't empty the dishwasher or make a salad without asking a million questions. I know they're worried about money too, so I can buy a cheap dinner out and bring some pie, but I feel like the rich aunt dropping in with presents and leaving again. I can see the level of support she needs, but I can't give it to her from 100 km away.
This is my first visit since the summer: I think I got up there shortly before the wedding, but that's just not enough to maintain a friendship based on the day-to-day stuff going on.