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mari4212Ah, the long awaited post about what I've been doing with myself since Thursday. *crickets chirp*
Nevermind, you're all getting to hear about it anyway.
Thursday was busy, and I spent most of it running around being social to one degree or another.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
x5_jondi, lady_tigerfish and I are all heading back to college within the next few weeks, and we settled on getting together Thursday to go for a mall-wander/hanging out with each other. I also had to babysit that afternoon and evening, so I spent most of the day out of the house socializing.
High points of the mall-wander:
1. Just being there withx5_jondi and lady_tigerfish.
2. Insane, wide-ranging discussions. For example talked about books and authors that were natural reads for us, because we understood the character's motives intuitively, versus books and authors that we had to work to understand, because of how the characters' motivations worked.
3. Randomly getting absconded by a person running a booth in the middle of the mall who wanted me to try out a cool hair fork. It felt great in my hair and it held well in the style the woman put my hair up in. And she loved my hair and spent a while complimenting the length and color as she was playing with it. I didn't buy the hair toy then, but I'll be looking around for something like it sometime when I have the money to spend on indulgences.
4. Getting to sit in a massaging chair and feeling a good backrub for once. The only problem with being the one who gives out the backrubs is that no one else knows how to give them properly and your back never gets rubbed. Or if they try it's either tickling or too hard. But this massage chair was nice.
5. Did I mention hanging out with the friends I don't get to see nearly often enough?
And then after I came home from the mall-wander and headed off to go babysit. That was a relatively good babysit, the kids were relatively playful and well behaved, and we watched Land Before Time three.
Friday/Saturday
These were my days of introverted splendor. See, Mom left to go on a church trip and get a vacation by herself, Thomas was still out at boy scout camp, we let Sara visit a group home over the weekend to see how she would like it, and Dad had things to do. I had the house to myself. Hours and hours of quiet, the only noise coming from things I chose to have on, the only interaction being on the computer. For a privacy-starved introvert, this was a form of heaven. I needed that time alone.
Saturday evening I went babysitting for one of the kids my mom normally cares for. The great thing about watching a one-year-old is that you can turn on one of the discovery channel biology shows and the only thing she notices is when the monkey walks on. No awkward questions about a word or phrase she can't understand, which was good because I think even my abilities to simplify biology explanations would be stretched if I had to put genetics and evolution into one-year-old terms.
Sunday
Dad dropped me off at church and ran to go pick up Thomas from camp. I was supposed to lead a bible study, and was quietly freaking out at the idea of telling people four times my age what to do, but the others in the bible study all had things to do, so we canceled. Cue me being extremely relieved, and doing a lot of knitting and reading for an hour before church started. I did get to play with a few of the younger kids at church, which was nice because I don't get to see them that often. During the service, the sound system crashed, so our rector emeritus had to basically shout his sermon. Poor Gordon, but he did a good job. I also finally got to see my sister again, and we caught each other up on the most important gossip.
After church we headed off to Dad's company picnic. For the past few years it's been held at this miniature golf place. Dad, Thomas, and I played a round, and I'm thinking it was a good thing none of us kept score. To put it bluntly, we're all equally bad at the game. We actually didn't linger too long at the picnic, as my aunt and uncle had mentioned that they were going to pick me up at home around three to have our last Aunt and Uncle/Niece bonding time before I head off to school. And it's when they picked me up that I made my one mistake. I mentioned needing to find one, white, button-down shirt. You see, whoever taught my aunt the difference between singular and plural? Failed miserably. And my uncle's just as bad. If they'd raised me, I would be spoiled rotten by now and they'd be broke. By the end of the day I'd talked them down to six shirts, four of which were variations on white and button down. At that, I had a battle on my hands because they both kept noticing more things they wanted to have me try on and get. I love my aunt and uncle, I really do. But there's a reason I don't let them take me shopping that often. They believe nieces should be spoiled. I believe that I've only got so many places to wear things, I don't need that much stuff.
Nevermind, you're all getting to hear about it anyway.
Thursday was busy, and I spent most of it running around being social to one degree or another.
x5_jondi, lady_tigerfish and I are all heading back to college within the next few weeks, and we settled on getting together Thursday to go for a mall-wander/hanging out with each other. I also had to babysit that afternoon and evening, so I spent most of the day out of the house socializing.High points of the mall-wander:
1. Just being there with
x5_jondi and lady_tigerfish.2. Insane, wide-ranging discussions. For example talked about books and authors that were natural reads for us, because we understood the character's motives intuitively, versus books and authors that we had to work to understand, because of how the characters' motivations worked.
3. Randomly getting absconded by a person running a booth in the middle of the mall who wanted me to try out a cool hair fork. It felt great in my hair and it held well in the style the woman put my hair up in. And she loved my hair and spent a while complimenting the length and color as she was playing with it. I didn't buy the hair toy then, but I'll be looking around for something like it sometime when I have the money to spend on indulgences.
4. Getting to sit in a massaging chair and feeling a good backrub for once. The only problem with being the one who gives out the backrubs is that no one else knows how to give them properly and your back never gets rubbed. Or if they try it's either tickling or too hard. But this massage chair was nice.
5. Did I mention hanging out with the friends I don't get to see nearly often enough?
And then after I came home from the mall-wander and headed off to go babysit. That was a relatively good babysit, the kids were relatively playful and well behaved, and we watched Land Before Time three.
Friday/Saturday
These were my days of introverted splendor. See, Mom left to go on a church trip and get a vacation by herself, Thomas was still out at boy scout camp, we let Sara visit a group home over the weekend to see how she would like it, and Dad had things to do. I had the house to myself. Hours and hours of quiet, the only noise coming from things I chose to have on, the only interaction being on the computer. For a privacy-starved introvert, this was a form of heaven. I needed that time alone.
Saturday evening I went babysitting for one of the kids my mom normally cares for. The great thing about watching a one-year-old is that you can turn on one of the discovery channel biology shows and the only thing she notices is when the monkey walks on. No awkward questions about a word or phrase she can't understand, which was good because I think even my abilities to simplify biology explanations would be stretched if I had to put genetics and evolution into one-year-old terms.
Sunday
Dad dropped me off at church and ran to go pick up Thomas from camp. I was supposed to lead a bible study, and was quietly freaking out at the idea of telling people four times my age what to do, but the others in the bible study all had things to do, so we canceled. Cue me being extremely relieved, and doing a lot of knitting and reading for an hour before church started. I did get to play with a few of the younger kids at church, which was nice because I don't get to see them that often. During the service, the sound system crashed, so our rector emeritus had to basically shout his sermon. Poor Gordon, but he did a good job. I also finally got to see my sister again, and we caught each other up on the most important gossip.
After church we headed off to Dad's company picnic. For the past few years it's been held at this miniature golf place. Dad, Thomas, and I played a round, and I'm thinking it was a good thing none of us kept score. To put it bluntly, we're all equally bad at the game. We actually didn't linger too long at the picnic, as my aunt and uncle had mentioned that they were going to pick me up at home around three to have our last Aunt and Uncle/Niece bonding time before I head off to school. And it's when they picked me up that I made my one mistake. I mentioned needing to find one, white, button-down shirt. You see, whoever taught my aunt the difference between singular and plural? Failed miserably. And my uncle's just as bad. If they'd raised me, I would be spoiled rotten by now and they'd be broke. By the end of the day I'd talked them down to six shirts, four of which were variations on white and button down. At that, I had a battle on my hands because they both kept noticing more things they wanted to have me try on and get. I love my aunt and uncle, I really do. But there's a reason I don't let them take me shopping that often. They believe nieces should be spoiled. I believe that I've only got so many places to wear things, I don't need that much stuff.