|August 28, 2010|
I was bored for the first time in a LONG time yesterday. I had planned to read and rest and spend time with my family.
It turned out that my brother and sister made plans to hang out with some of their friends after church and my Mom just picked up a brand new Kathy Reichs book so that's been how she wants to use her free time for the last few days.
So...I read some blogs. I read a magazine. I tried to read my book. I wandered around outside. It was nearly 90 degrees and I knew I would regret not doing SOMETHING outside. I thought about calling Jay to see if he wanted to go for a bike ride, but then it was pretty hot for that, so I decided not to. I called my other brother a few times and left him a witty voicemail because apparently he was busy too.
Do you ever have days like that? Where you find yourself without a single person to do anything with and then you realize that you have NOTHING to do.
It wasn't long before I started REALLY missing all of my friends in New England. When I did my student teaching, I moved to Cape Cod and was part of a great church. I met so many friends that make me consider dealing with New England winters because I enjoyed doing life with them so much....
When my family plans bombed out, I found myself wishing that...
Hannah and I would chat over breakfast and then call Shauna only to discover that Rachael was at her house already. We would head to that little seafood shop and grab lunch to eat on Coast Gaurd beach.
We'd go to Hannah's house and find her parents getting up the leaves that fell from the tree that day. We'd grab another sheet and a few more rakes and help them before the task become unbearable with the passing of another day and the falling of another ton of leaves.
Then Andrea would pop over after her shift at starbucks and we'd all watch a movie. Glenn would make the popcorn and Carol would ask us about our day and maybe she'd even have some ginger cookies ready...
I'm here and I truly want to be here, so very far away from Cape Cod and all of the people that I love there. But sometimes, I really, really miss it. Quiet Sundays don't really help with that.