in boston, we get signs on the mbta station ceilings that say ‘stay off the ceiling’...
On Friday, I did four states in one day.
Ah, running away from my shitty life never felt so good.
To start the day off on the right foot, I did lunch with a high school friend, only to learn that we are way more alike than I ever would have guessed. There’s very little, personality wise, that we differ on. It was actually quite scary. I’ve honestly never felt like I had anyone who understands me as well as she does. (Of course, instead of wanting to lean on her, it makes me want to stay away… Borderline personality at it’s finest?)
We talked, too, about the high school reunion that we both skipped. She skipped because she can see everyone she wanted to one-on-one. I skipped because I simply hated high school.
In a completely random moment that I’ve been replaying ever since, she said that she knew I hated high school. She said it was obvious.
Then, while we were at lunch, I made the mistake of checking my email. (While she was in the bathroom! I’m not a complete asshole, but being in the middle of a job search I didn’t want to ignore my email.)
I didn’t get the job I really wanted and I was informed that I was no longer eligible for unemployment benefits.
Thankfully, after I dropped her off, I had time to call unemployment and find out what was going on… paperwork mistake on their side.
Too bad I didn’t get as lucky with the job…
After lunch, it was onwards to visit with my favorite little brother and my favorite kid.
The sweater fit L. IT FIT HIM.
Hot damn, I actually got in done in time. He looked adorable in it, too.
We built a rocket ship out of a box and scotch tape. I amazed myself by having a very good time with him. (Remember, I don’t like kids as a general rule… I’ve made a special effort to get over that for J because I know how important family is to him. If I want to continue calling him my little brother, I should act like a big sister… and that means accepting his wife and kid. Especially the kid. I like T - we got off to a rough start, but we’ve started to bond.)
It’s funny - I’ve been rearranging my trips to CT lately so I can spend time with them - and it’s never enough. Some days, I feel like I could move in with them and I still wouldn’t have enough time.
I’ve finally come to the realization that I need my family. (“Family don’t end with blood, boy” - name the show that came from for extra special bonus points!)
Yeah, it’s small, and a little dysfunctional, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Speaking of family, after I left J’s house, I headed to VT to see Black Mountain Symphony.
What a weird night.
It was like I was member #7:
First, they asked me to help with the sound check (walk around and make sure the mix was good) which completely cracked me up. You know I’ve been to too many shows when they can trust me to tell them if the sound is good.
(It reminded me of when Ben flipped out after an instrument show because I pulled a face during one of their songs. He insisted on knowing what went wrong. I think his exact words were something like, “No one knows us as well as you do, so tell me what the fuck happened.” Nothing happened. I didn’t remember making a face. I didn’t remember anything being out of the ordinary. He didn’t believe me…)
Then, Orion asked me to get him a beer… Normally, I’m not the beer bitch, but none of the girlfriends were there, so I guess it did fall to me. (Taking advantage? Helping out? Six of one, half dozen of the other? I didn’t care - I needed the distraction of flirting with the bartender.)
One of Annie’s friends showed up, so I hung out with her and her girlfriend… The friend (J2) bought me a Coke because I don’t drink, but when she saw me with a beer in my hand, she gave me this LOOK. When I told her it was for Orion, she was OK. It amused me to no end.
These kids are out to corrupt me - between being told that I’d be more fun if I got high and filling my recycle bin with beer cans and booze bottles, it’s obvious they’re a terrible influence on me. *grin*
After the show, this woman climbed Bill like a tree (climbed up on a chair and everything) to give him a hug. It was hilarious. I’ve never seen anything like it.
J2 and I talked for a little bit about how they’ve become my family. After 4 years, they really have. I love them, and I’d do just about anything for any of them. (Except get high. I’m not sure they’d get the anticipated results. Plus, prescription drugs and illegal drugs generally don’t tend to mix well.)
There were a couple of odd moments throughout the entire day that I can’t/won’t blog about… but they certainly made my day.
Every once in a while, I need those reminders that I’m important to more people than just the Hubby of Wonder.
Every once in a while, I need to be surrounded with people who really know me.
Every once in a while, I need to be surrounded by good music and good friends.
Every once in a while, I get it all in one day…