gatorsmom
08-17-2008, 07:21 PM
I am a little quirky- I'll admit that right now. And I'm uncomfortable in many social situations. I just don't handle them well (as anyone here can attest to who read my post 10 months ago about the neighbor's 4yo with the pocket knife on the bus).
So, here's another I just want to vent to someone about. Nearly 3 months ago Gator was in a week long soccer camp. A friend who is in Bunko with me and lives in our neighborhood had her daughter in the same soccer camp. I didn't know this since she and I aren't close (not for any particular reason) and only see each other at Bunko once per month. Well, on the last day of camp, DH drove Gator instead of me and she borrowed a towel to cover up with since it was really cold that morning. He lent it to her and she said she'd get it back to us.
Well, she didn't. And normally I wouldn't care. But it's a towel my mom gave me years ago. It's not like a super quality one- it's pretty old and even becoming threadbare. But I remember the day she gave it to me and the conversation we had about it. My mom has been dead for 3 years and I miss her terribly so I LOVE to find little reminders like this around the house just to bring her to mind during my day.
Anyway, that dang towels been on my mind since she borrowed it. I tried to write it off as gone for good and no big deal but I couldn't. I just kept thinking, "how do I ask her about returning an old decrepit towel without sounding cheap, obsessive or weird about my attachemnt to it?" So, since Bunko is tomorrow, I thought I'd just suck it up and call her about it. She said, Oh, yeah, I have it. I couldn't remember who it belonged to. I'll bring it tomorrow." No big deal, no awkwardness at all. Why did I let this bother me for nearly 3 months?
I just hate situations like this. Because sometimes you hang up the phone and think, "they think I"m strange, I just know it." And why do I care so much what they think????
thanks for letting me vent.
So, here's another I just want to vent to someone about. Nearly 3 months ago Gator was in a week long soccer camp. A friend who is in Bunko with me and lives in our neighborhood had her daughter in the same soccer camp. I didn't know this since she and I aren't close (not for any particular reason) and only see each other at Bunko once per month. Well, on the last day of camp, DH drove Gator instead of me and she borrowed a towel to cover up with since it was really cold that morning. He lent it to her and she said she'd get it back to us.
Well, she didn't. And normally I wouldn't care. But it's a towel my mom gave me years ago. It's not like a super quality one- it's pretty old and even becoming threadbare. But I remember the day she gave it to me and the conversation we had about it. My mom has been dead for 3 years and I miss her terribly so I LOVE to find little reminders like this around the house just to bring her to mind during my day.
Anyway, that dang towels been on my mind since she borrowed it. I tried to write it off as gone for good and no big deal but I couldn't. I just kept thinking, "how do I ask her about returning an old decrepit towel without sounding cheap, obsessive or weird about my attachemnt to it?" So, since Bunko is tomorrow, I thought I'd just suck it up and call her about it. She said, Oh, yeah, I have it. I couldn't remember who it belonged to. I'll bring it tomorrow." No big deal, no awkwardness at all. Why did I let this bother me for nearly 3 months?
I just hate situations like this. Because sometimes you hang up the phone and think, "they think I"m strange, I just know it." And why do I care so much what they think????
thanks for letting me vent.