Last week the beau and I closed the shop early, packed up the car, and drove north to Maine. I turned off my phone, refused to look at emails and only took about 10 photographs. It was a wonderful and much needed disconnect from life.
It’s been difficult for me to adjust being back home these past couple of days. Emails are daunting. I’m forgetting my phone at home or losing it because it’s on silent. I wish I got one more run in last week along the water. Twelve miles were tough on the treadmill, let me tell you. My mind is still stuck in vacation mode and won’t drift back to reality.
But speaking of vacations, I’ve finally booked a trip to Arizona to visit a close friend who moved out west about a year ago. She and I drifted apart after college and even though we were only a forty-five minute drive from each other (and realistically, a phone call away), we barely saw each other. But when we did, whew! Good times! I love that she’s not a “needy” friend/person that requires me to “check-in” frequently; we catch up when we can and pick up right where we left off the last time. Those are my kind of friendships. I get it, my life is crazy and I know her’s is as well, but I do miss our infrequent outings. It has taken me a while to save up for my plane tickets, longer than I’d like to admit, but it’s finally happening. And guess what? I’m still on budget for reaching a personal goal. Done and done.
The friend mentioned above is a close friend from high school. Here’s a not so random question that popped into my head when thinking of her: how do you feel about high school reunions? My ten year reunion (!) is next month and to be honest, I have no desire to go. Maybe I don’t want to go because I didn’t have many friends. Or maybe I don’t want to go because I’m just not that curious. I mean, isn’t that what Facebook is for? I can see who’s married, who’s had children, who lives where, what their hobbies are and can send them a message when I randomly think of them. And I do reach out when I have random dreams about people from high school just because. I do get the point of reunions: to see your class members and talk about the good ‘ol days but I guess I just always expected the surprise element. Seeing what people look like now, who married their high school sweetheart, who hit the jackpot. Are you a fan of reunions or are you like me, lacking the suspense?