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the ebb and flow of friendships

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I don’t have a lot of long-standing friends. I joke that my ex-husband got all the friends in the divorce but the real truth is that I’m just not that close to a lot of people, and not that good at keeping in touch with those that I am. So we separated, I moved overseas, and friendships lapsed. Not that there were a lot of people to keep in touch with. Acquaintances yes, workmates and pubmates yes, but real friends, no.
 
Blame it on being an only child if you want, or on a mother who is very insular herself. I just don’t have the knack. I find it hard to reach out and make friends, I’m not sure how to. How do I go about turning the idle chatter at work into lunch or weekend things? What would we talk about then? What if we don’t have much in common? And would they look at me weird if I tried opening up and told them what I really think about?

 This is why some people have blogs. On the net, no one looks at you weird.

>Dave on the other hand, Dave is different. Dave has a million friends, you can’t help loving him. I’m still not sure why he ended up with me. A lot of his friends are from back in high school and university, which is a completely alien concept to me, but they’re all still friends and most are long-time married with children. Needless to say they are all fantastic. There’s one group in particular that gets together whenever there’s a Formula 1 Grand Prix on, to cook themed dinners at each others houses. And not only are the guys really close, but so are all the girls. They all live reasonably close together and phone and email all the time. They visit each other when there’s a new baby. They know what’s going on in each other’s lives. It’s so strange to me. I love it.

As well as the GP dinners the girls also have a monthly craft night, which they were nice enough to invite me to, and I make sure I go to as many as possible. There was one last Thursday and I went along with my laptop and futzed around with this blog while we talked about kids and relationships and things. (Do you like the new theme? Isn’t the font a little bit small?) I was cracking jokes, as I tend to do when I have got over the Oh-my-god-these-people-might-hate-me shyness but don’t have a lot to say about the topic, thus disguising that I would be sitting there as a lump otherwise. One of S’s other friends had come along for the first time and at one point I made her laugh out loud.

“I forgot to explain about Nicky,” S said. “She has a wicked sense of humour.”

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June 1st, 2009 at 6:00 pm

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the case for multitasking

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I am feeling thinky tonight.

I’m learning (again) that it helps to write every day. Writing more begets more writing, see, and it’s easier to find things to say if you write every day. Whereas if I go a few days between entries then I feel like I have to write something important, and that’s hard, you know? I don’t know why I’m surprised; I’ve been blogging for 8 years, I should know this by now.

I’ve been thinking, and I really am a mess over here. Not in any major ways, but if I sit here dwelling on my todo list Im ignoring my fitness, stress-handling, finances, personal development, career… there’s a lot to think about here, and probably a lot you could help with. And yet I don’t want to be scattered all over the place. I mean, I started with a post about my weight and fitness and now I’m doing organisation stuff, what happened there? (Answer: nothing. Nothing has happened there.) I have all the focus of a butterfly in a stiff breeze and don’t want to feel like I’m obsessing on one little area while everything else falls apart., but I also don’t want you to be wondering what’s going on. So I’m thinking of having theme days, like Finance Tuesday or whatever, where I pick up on a topic. It won’t be every day because I need to do stuff as well as talk about it. But every second day or so would be the aim.

(I’m going to file this under navel gazing even though I’d need a mirror to do that properly.)

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April 30th, 2009 at 10:02 pm

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