One mantra I always try to remember is a simple one. “Just say yes”. This applies to new experiences and social invitations. It has typically worked out very well for me. Last week I really put it to the test with three experimental outings. It’s a good thing I sprang into action because I was quite morose.
The first was a book club. It is a public one and I have no idea how I came across it, but I have been itching to go all throughout the pandemic. It included a light dinner followed by the book discussion outside on the patio. Yes, there was wine. It was lovely. In some ways it exceeded my expectations, but then I went into with low ones, so it wasn’t a large hurdle. LOL.
Since I signed up as a solo, I shared a table with a retired nurse. She was lovely. We had a great evening together. All of the ladies were very nice. Success. I will be going back next month. I already have the book.
Next up was Sunday Funday. I did go to church. I am not a church-goer, but I am feeling the need to connect with a community. This seemed like a possibility. My kids are agape. Once again, it was a lovely event. I really enjoyed it. The church has a young minister. I thoroughly enjoyed the sermon. I got a little teary towards the end of the service. I just felt a welling of emotion and tenderness. Huh, I was surprised.
As with many churches, they have a coffee hour afterwards. I was thinking about it when someone called my name. Who the heck knows me? My GF from the Book Club. Do we dare say divine intervention? I enjoyed coffee and meeting some folks. I will be back again.
Of course I have to balance the goodness of church with some badness. That would be the latter part of my Sunday Funday. A work GF invited me a comedy club show. She is young (around 28 years old), so I was amused that I got the invite. I sprang for dinner before the show and we had a blast. The comics were funny and the crowd was ready to have a great time.
Somehow after the show, we ended up doing shots with all the comics. It was my brilliant idea. Don’t ask. One of the comics was smitten with my work GF. Afterwards, he made sure to tell her not once, not twice, but three times his Instagram handle. He is cute. I told her to go for it. The next day she said he was too short. GIVE ME A BREAK. That is why she wouldn’t have a date? He is about an inch or two taller than her. I told her my Ex was the same height as me (true). I also suggested that she try dating outside of her normal type and see what happens. I left it there.
This buzz of activity has been good for me. This week I have a Meetup concert with a guy from Bumble. That should be interesting…. I also have my daughter’s baby shower coming up in a couple of weeks. It will be up in her new city, so once again I will be traveling for a quick weekend trip.
I need to keep the momentum of activities up. Yes, I know that Covid is rampaging through Florida because Florida folks simply cannot get anything right. Sigh. Don’t get me started on that topic. Next up on my list of activities is getting back to golf lessons. I need to learn. It will help my Bumble game. 😎😁