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Health & Fitness

Social Life

Today I am grateful for a social life.  I’m very late to the computer today because I’m such a social butterfly.  What a wonderful problem to have!  I’d be late to the computer every day if an active social life was the trade-off.

 

Last night I went to a play in Philadelphia with a friend.  We got there in time to grab a snack of mussels and spinach salad in a great, big-city-restaurant, with high windows and interesting people to gawk at.  Then off to the play and afterwards a couple of drinks in the bar at a fabulous old hotel to do the talk-down.  Sometimes our talk-down is better than the actual play.  Most times.  We got home at one in the morning.  I wasn’t even tired.

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I woke up at 7:15 and knew I had to go to water aerobics because the evil waitress at the bar last night gave us each a hot-oatmeal-chocolate-chip-cookie.  I wasn’t going to eat it.  Then I popped open the little paper envelop and smelled it.  Big mistake.  I went to water aerobics.

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It’s the last Friday of the month so there is a group of water rats who meet nearby for breakfast after class.  I wasn’t going to go because I had plans for lunch, but I was peer-pressured into going anyway.  It didn’t take a lot of pressure.  I had coffee.  Only coffee.  Honest.  I didn’t even pick the crumbs off of anyone’s plate!  I thought of it, though, which is beyond pathetic.  The conversation was so stimulating and stupid and funny and interesting that I didn’t want it to end.  I don’t know the last names of any of these people and I only know the first names of a few.  It was a blast.  I left there just in time to get to my lunch.

 

I know one of the women at lunch very well and the other two I’m getting to know much better, but I don’t know their last names, either.  I don’t even have to.  It was also a laugh-fest of foolishness and kidding.  It’s never been difficult for me to chat up people.  I worried I’d feel isolated in retirement without the daily interaction of work people.  Hah!  Fat chance!  Ain’t gonna happen at this rate.  Yea!

 

Retirement is great.  Having a social life is even better and I’m very grateful. It’s the best kind of exhaustion.

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