U is for Ubiquity
Let me begin by saying that U is for a lot of hideous words.
Udder. Ulcer. Urethra. Uvula. Upchuck.
U might be turning into my least favorite letter.
However, U is also for Ubiquitous, which is what I was this weekend – seemingly present everywhere at once. Becca and I did a lot. And friends, let me take the opportunity to make this announcement: anything I said before about possibly turning into an extrovert is being utterly revoked.
I am an introvert, through and through.
Weekends like this – where I am presented with many very, very good options of how to spend my time, and thus feel the need to make them ALL happen – leave me feeling exhausted and peopled-out. So much so that at the Tacky Christmas Sweater Party on Saturday night, I found myself attempting solitude the only way I could figure: by sinking onto the kitchen floor in the corner. It was quieter down there.
Becca and I took part in two Christmas parties, a Josh & Meg show, running club, Whole Foods lunching, Anthropologie browsing, the Frist, a Dickens of a Christmas festival down in Franklin, Rosepepper Mexican food, and of course, plenty of photo ops.
Now she’s gone back to Kansas, where it was 4 degrees this morning.
Now I’m back at my desk, where my mind is elsewhere and everywhere*.
Ubiquity, indeed.
* = the fact that I’m living on my credit card, and I don’t know when/where I’m going to do laundry next, and I’m moving a week from tonight, and how am I going to buy Christmas presents for anyone, and holy cow I’m really training for this half-marathon and that scares the bajeebis out of me because oh man it’s going to be hard, and I need a haircut, and I wonder which of my friends will get engaged THIS Christmas, and is Nashville really going to be covered in ice tomorrow, and I’m still a temp receptionist, and I miss my Seattle friends, and I wish I could go hang out with my friend Christina in Boston, and I’m sorry but I just couldn’t get a video together today.
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Oh man, do I know about that kind of thinking. :(
You have a big email coming. But be forewarned: there will be complaining.
I miss you.
the first part sounds a lot like like a Lemony Snickets book! (greatest narrated movie of all time). Snow is joyful isn’t it? maybe it will snow. i just lost my job so im in the same boat as you being “self-employed”. stick with it, you will find an amazing job. that’s what im telling myself. happy monday.
you know, it's funny, i kinda thought your "realization" that you were suddenly an extrovert was, to say it nicely, stupid. i mean, come on, annie. what's wrong with being morbidly introverted?
no no no, for reals tho, i've felt like i converted to extrovertism many times when i suddenly HAD a friend or two and went out to the movies and such. and then i realized….nope nope nope….through and through….I.
<3k.
;) winkity.
ok – this is kind of a temptation here, but IF, IF you ever come to dallas, i will treat you to your very own Karla cut. I promise, it will change your life. You also get a chance to hang out with me, and sarah kate, who, incidently is going to be my beading sensai, after she gets married and i finish comps, of course. And, I wish that somehow you could be in both Nashville and in Arizona this weekend so that you can come to OUR awesome party. And man, that was pretty much my blog post for the week.
and p.s. i have THE BEST STORY to tell you. It involves a few old women and an ugly sweater table at the mall…stay tuned.
I learned this past weekend that Seattle friends are forces to be reckoned with. I may be relocating to the Emerald city within a year or two…!!!
This has nothing to do with anything. I just wanted you to know that Seattle got a tiny bit of snow. Because of this, I waited for a bus that would take me home for two and a half hours before I gave up and called a former co-worker and she made me peppermint tea and told me of her adventures bar hopping the previous night while her boyfriend knocked the snow off the truck and then took me home. Actually, this does realate a little. I am introverted to the core, but it’s awfully nice to have friends.
missed you tonight… but understand the need to regroup….
on a weird side note. Your word verification for this post is “equakers”.
I thought it was funny. Like little online quaker traders…
don’t forget “Uranus.”
That poor planet (is it still a planet?)
I’m sure it sounded like a good idea at the time.
Ahhh, that’s ME! I wish you could come hang out with me in Boston too. More than I can possibly express. I’m emailing you today, and that’s all there is to that.