Irish girl grows up geeky, skinny and inactive, moves to Seattle, stops smoking, gains 30 pounds, starts working out, loses weight, loses mind, signs up for first marathon at 38.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
No longer the loneliest girl in the world ...
So there's a few of us who hook up semi-regularly for Stitch and Bitch sessions in each other's houses (though lately there hasn't even been a pretence of knitting - really only a couple of us are interested in it). Last week I sent out a mail inviting people round, since it had been a while. Nothing! By yesterday evening I still hadn't heard anything. I sent a reminder mail asking if I should reschedule. Nothing! I called Phil and bleakly told him: Remember I said I was having the girls round tonight? Well looks like they can't make it. How had I pissed off all of them? I was in full stress mode. But you know? Life is lovely. I got home around eight and Maggie Tai and Charlene were standing outside, Kris and Masha were on the way, and all is well in the world - though not, apparently, with Outlook, which appears to have thrashed their original and follow-up replies.
My friends don't hate me!
Nice run this morning - back home along Fairview Avenue for some fantasy houseboat shopping.