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Ok, so I've noticed theme lately in how people are interacting with me. A certain group of people, defined as "married women in my church old enough to be my mother, but who are not my mother," have made a point of asking me, several times, some variation on "how's everything going?" or "you doing ok?" or "everything alright?" with this hanging silence implying that things should not be ok, that something really should be wrong and that I should have lots to say in response to their question. A couple observations for this "not quite maternal" crowd:
~ As far as I'm concerned? Everything is fine. I have a job. I have a dog. I have a great apartment. I'm not freaking out about paying my bills. I'm losing weight. I have a group of friends who are wonderful. I'm good.
~ I don't get this "hey we belong to the same church, we should know everything about each other, tell me your pain" thing. I'll admit, sometimes, I'm a person who just lays it all out, tells it like it is. But you know what? That's run of the mill, "my (job/family/dog/bills/friends) is/are making me crazy" problems. Inner turmoil? At the moment, I think there are 5 people who get to read that memo. If I'm sending that memo out, there'd be only a select few who would get it, and probably only one of you, and you know who you are (and for the viewers at home, she's the one who hasn't asked me this question).
A bunch of us went to lunch after church today, and I brought this up, basically asking if there was some inner turmoil that I'm supposed to be going through that I'm not aware of. Ian's response was cryptic and not at all useful to me. Basically he said that we would talk about this later when there is plenty of bad beer to get through the situation. Huh? And then he leaves to go spend time with his girlfriend. Men!
So now I'm being all moderately angsty wondering if there really is something I missed. He should know me better than to pull something like that. I'm the paranoia queen!
~ As far as I'm concerned? Everything is fine. I have a job. I have a dog. I have a great apartment. I'm not freaking out about paying my bills. I'm losing weight. I have a group of friends who are wonderful. I'm good.
~ I don't get this "hey we belong to the same church, we should know everything about each other, tell me your pain" thing. I'll admit, sometimes, I'm a person who just lays it all out, tells it like it is. But you know what? That's run of the mill, "my (job/family/dog/bills/friends) is/are making me crazy" problems. Inner turmoil? At the moment, I think there are 5 people who get to read that memo. If I'm sending that memo out, there'd be only a select few who would get it, and probably only one of you, and you know who you are (and for the viewers at home, she's the one who hasn't asked me this question).
A bunch of us went to lunch after church today, and I brought this up, basically asking if there was some inner turmoil that I'm supposed to be going through that I'm not aware of. Ian's response was cryptic and not at all useful to me. Basically he said that we would talk about this later when there is plenty of bad beer to get through the situation. Huh? And then he leaves to go spend time with his girlfriend. Men!
So now I'm being all moderately angsty wondering if there really is something I missed. He should know me better than to pull something like that. I'm the paranoia queen!
