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what am I doing here?

in which susan proceeds to get caffienated and knit all day. if only I could get paid to drink coffee and knit... that would so be the shiz-knit.

stranger anxiety - not just for babies

the girls and I decided to start meeting together again, which I'm pretty excited about. it's been a long time since we've regularly done anything without babies present. we opted to get together thursday night and pick a book, have some coffee and just enjoy being us girls outside of the house. it was nice.

so, I'm in this yahoo group that meets up weekly to knit and hang out. I have never attended one of the knitting nights, but I always read the emails that people send and once in a while I will contribute too. in kind of a weird coincidence, my girl friends and I ended up at the same place at the same time as the knitting group. I considered going over and introducing myself, but then I felt kinda weird about it, since I was there with other people. I've been meaning to attend for a long time - several months - but I am always too tired or unmotivated or whatever to trek down there for people I don't even really know. I think I'm scared of strangers. and I kept sneaking looks at them just to see if they were weirdos, but I didn't want them to think I was a weirdo for looking at them. and I also didn't want them to remember what I look like just in case I do meet up with them sometime and they would be all 'hey, aren't you that girl that kept giving us funny looks that one time from over there?' I've got some serious issues.

I brought my clapotis to work today in the hopes that I might actually work on it. chances are I'll probably end up reading craigslist all day instead...

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  • Blogger TutleyMutley says so:
    11:56 AM  

    I've given up worrying and wonder over and introduce myself to strangers anyway. Sometimes. I guess I'm getting old - and realise that folk are too busy thinking about themselves to even remember there was someone else in the room, let alone giving them funny glances! GO say hi, girl! top