-Endurance. When I ran (emphasis on when, now I just bike), I used to get off on running when it was so cold my eyes would run and then the tears would freeze on my face. What's up with THAT weird self masochism? I blame it on growing up in New England, land of the Puritans.
-Being there when you need me
-Avoiding phone messages/never picking up my phone (which is constantly butting heads with the above, but isn't life all about negotiating conflict? And I do know how annoying and inconsiderate it is. It's on my long list for self improvement.)
-Mixing random things together and calling it lunch. and sometimes dinner.
-Doing things the hard way. Multiple career re-starts? Check. Knocking myself up and having a kid on my own? Check. Taking enormous paycuts for idealism? Also check. Tendency to exhaustively research every option before buying the first thing I looked at? Check.
-Reading quickly and making molehill writing into mountains.
But I'm usually the one in the corner, talking animately with one other person, looking like the last thing I want to do is meet someone new. Which might be true. But I never know what's good for me.
But let me assure you. I am.
(And OF COURSE all the schmaltzy responses of my kid, family, friends, air, nature, if I had a dog, dog, public libraries and the Supreme Court, etc. And I don't mean to pick fun. I like schmaltz, just not in its literal version. My gma did, though.)
Have a planned dinner with friends.
Avoiding the really annoying overcrowded bars. I like Tuesdays and Sunday nights.
On my way somewhere for the weekend.
Somewhere for the weekend, having dinner with friends.
What's the worst that could happen? Perhaps we already went out and you forgot? Then you could feel sheepish in private until you remember that I totally blew you off (sorry) and get really pissed and write me a nasty email, which would then increase the sheep. You'd have a barnyard and would have to take up husbandry, and before you know it, you're moving out to a flat state to raise alpacas to sell to rich people. What can I say? You had it coming. At least now you have a life purpose.