Crawling Out From Under

Apologies for the delays in posting. I've actually got about 2/3 of a post done that I most likely won't publish, one because it's no longer timely, and two because it's about my boy's business, and I really want to ensure as much as his privacy as possible. He didn't ask to be pulled into my writing silliness and it's not fair for me to decide to expose his life to you.

Plus, it really is ALL ABOUT ME.

I've spent a few days (OK, just over a week) feeling very insecure about everything. What will I do about work? I think I want to move. Soon. But to where? If I even mention the possibility of going to the northwest my boy has a mini-coronary. Not a good sign, for sure. So I agonize about our relationship as well. I think the distance is taking its toll on both of us, and we ebb and wane in our attachment to each other. Still, I worry, and I have a beer and call Wade and B. and try to find the right words to convey my concerns, which I haven't been too good at lately. So while things between my boy and me feel awkward lately, he still tells me that he loves me. There's a good chance that it's just me, but I'm also pretty hypersensitive to cues when it relates to him, so who knows?

But now, something fun: On Tuesday I'm going to Birmingham to do some final coaching for that We The People competition. I really do enjoy working with teenagers (not a euphemism) and I'm flattered that the powers that be for this competition think enough of me to ask me to help at this level. I mean, these are the kids who are going to compete nationally!

I invited an old friend and former college roommate to meet me for lunch, since I'll be done around 12:30 or 1. She said she couldn't leave work, but invited me to spend the night with her and her husband. Hell yeah! And then I grew a set and invited some old college friends (and an ex!) to meet me at my absolute favorite martini bar in 5 Points.

So, folks, if you're around the area on Tuesday around 6, come meet us at the Blue Monkey Lounge. I'll be the one trying to remain calm at seeing all these folks, and yes, playing with my hair, as usally.