I like you so much that I would read a bad book for you
Remember how I am on a quest to meet new people? And how sometimes it goes terribly, horribly wrong? Yeah, I remember that.
Well, I don't give up easily so a few weeks ago I went to a book club meeting. And guess what. It didn't suck! It was fun and the people in it were normal. Well, there was this one lady who would not SHUT UP about her back surgery but there's one in every group* so I can't really complain.
The best part was that I met someone. And she was nice and funny and interesting and she smelled like lavender. And the more I talk about her the more it sounds like I want to date her.
Now I have to make the plunge and ask her next week if she would like to exchange phone numbers and maybe get together for coffee or something some time. I'm not really nervous about it because we got along well last time and ended up chatting for half an hour after the book club had ended so I don't think it will be too weird.
My only problem now is that in order to see this person again I have to read the books that the book club picks. The books. Oh god, they're awful. This month's book is so horrible that I actually feel resentful every time I pick it up. I have over half of the book left and I'm having to force myself to slog through it. It makes me so angry that every few pages I find myself thinking "Oh forget it! I'll just stop reading it and skip out on this stupid book club!"
But then I remember this nice person I'm trying to get to know and I remember how she funny she was and how she smelled like lavender and I keep pressing on. I know that sounds stalkerish and but she laughed at my jokes so I kind of don't care how creepy I'm coming off here.
I guess I should get back to it. I have 237 pages of total crap to get read before next week. Sigh. Wish me luck.
*Really, there is one in every group. If you're ever in a group and you think there isn't at least one weirdo? It's because you're the weirdo. I'm sorry to break it to you but speaking as a person who has played the part of the weirdo many times, I know of that which I speak.
Jen
4 comments:
you sound like me.
Last year I met someone I liked so much I tweeted about it. Something like, "I actually like this mom. Like I would want to be friends with her and stuff."
We're still friends and it took us just about a year to declare to each other how happy we were that WE met each other - not just our kids. =) So yeah. But it did feel sort of stalkerish for awhile.
Look at is this way... get her number so you can hang out OUTSIDE of book club, then you don't have to keep going to crappy-book club to see her.
I'd like to add to what Jen said...and you might find out that she only joined the book club to meet new people and she might be happy to ditch the book club, too!!
Judy, MIL
Hey! It's me, Heathen Mommy (Amber)! Long story short, my husband I separated, he flipped out and deleted all my accounts including Wordpress (bye bye blogs), we unseparated, and I started this nifty new blog. The end.
ANYWHOOZ, I love how honest you are about this friend making stuff. Something just....insane happens to the process once you become a mom.
I'll be returning to stalking your blog now. I'm sure you're beyond thrilled!
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