I really don’t have much to write about today. Actually, I feel like I don’t have a much to write about at all anymore. It’s funny what happens to someone like me when they’re happy; there tends to be less drama and therefore they become a little more boring. I bore myself online now, too.
Lately, in order to remind myself of how miserable I can be, I have been reading through my archives. Some of what I wrote about over the past 3 years is kind of bewildering. The time that stands out the most is how unbelievably unhappy I was while Toby Joe and I were living out West. (If you’re new here and care to get a glimpse of The Great Depression after the fact, you can get an idea of how unhappy I was here, here, here, and here.) I would like to take this time to publicly apologize to anyone who may have been reading this while we lived there. Holy sad girl alert. Apparently, I wore black on the outside because it how I felt on the inside.
I’d like to finish this fantastically random post by making the following statement: No matter how depressed I REALLY was at the time of The Great Depression, it’s amazing to me that, in retrospect, I’m able to think to myself, “I had a good time back then. A lot of wonderful things happened then.” And the strangest thing is, I actually BELIEVE it now. Does the mind retro-shock? Because, when I look back on our move to San Francisco, I see blue skies, great walks, excellent dinners, amazing scenery, and wonderful smells. I see something more like this and this. I don’t see the Michele who wrote about how unbelievably sad she was. At least, not until I remind myself.
“Time re-writes every line.” I’m glad you remember that it wasn’t all bad. You were just lonesome for the east coast/family/friends.
Hey at least you made it to Napa in the short time you lived there. I, on the other hand, have lived here almost two years (already??) and I have yet to venture anywhere inland beyond Sausalito…..
Cathy, we were in Napa not once, but THREE times. :] We lik-a da booze.
I like the wine too….I think it is the having the kid thing that may have prevented us from going there as of yet….that and maybe having problems prying the husband away from
Halo 2 ……
I am glad you are able to look back and see some good. I think it is the mind’s way of protecting ourselves…if you only remembered the bad it might prevent you from taking steps forward out of fear. Being homesick and sad in that way is painful.
You never seemed that sad to me.
I might have a higher bar for ‘sadness’ though.
When we were in SF, i was unbearable to live with. Just ask TJ. He became desperate at times. Poor boy. :/
We all miss ya guys back here for nights on the town at Kilowatt, Country Station, Family, all all the others
I miss you guys, too. :/
We definitely need to have drinks sometime! Then you can write about what a complete retard I am.
I don’t think you’re boring. Not one bit.
When? Let us go for sure. As long as where ever we go has Channel 1020.
I see a weekday happy hour in our future
– you work near Grand Central, right? OR we could go spend an entire day on the weekend at the beer garden in Astoria. OR we could do one of those symphony/picnic thingamabobs in the Park –when do those start up?I’ll have to do a little research to find out which bars have channel 1020. Certainly there must be a few.
Yes, most definitely. I’m arranging a few. Perhaps we can put them all together? All ladies involved are super cool. And I have yet to meet a few of them.
I work near Grand Central indeed. Where are you?
Putting out groups together sounds like fun!!! Let’s do it! I work right by Bloomingdale’s
I’m glad you aren’t so sad anymore. You are a great person Mihow and you deserve all the happiness in the world.