And so it goes

I'm not being too successful in my quest to become connected. I haven't distributed the flyers for my Resident Association yet. I think I'm really afraid of being poo-pooed. I've been getting a lot of that lately. For some reason it seems to be magnified.

I called a church near my home and left a message that said who I was, and that I as interesting in knowing more about their church and would the minister please call me. This was three weeks ago. Still no call. I want to call back and say, "if I don't hear from you, I'll assume you have enough parishions and just have no room at the inn." No pun intended.

I enrolled in a class at UCO because I figured it was time I get my act together and go back. I believe I have only two classes left. I also booked a flight home around my class....before it started even though Phil wasn't able to go with me. Well, my boss tells me today I can't do it. The class is only offered during the day and she can't spare me two hours a week. I wanted to say, "if you can sleep at night knowing you are stunting my academic growth, okay."

She also make it clear she wasn't happy with my booking a flight before consulting with her. She kept saying, "Well, I hate to make you lose money because I can't let you go." As if I'd ever allow that to happen...like she was really in control of my destiny. I think if she said I couldn't go I would have told her, "well than Friday the 12th of August will be my last day. I'm giving you six weeks notice." I think I would have said it. Maybe not.

Life Goes On

It's been a while since I wrote here. I started a new blog where I write to my momma. It's kind of like when I used to call her every day or she'd call me. I just want to tell her the stuff going on inside my head. Sometimes it's a lot, sometimes not so much.

If there's one thing I have decided since losing her is that I want to be connected. I hate that I don't know my neighbors, that I don't have that sense of community in my life. I am trying to start a Resident Association. I am also thinking about joining a church.

I made up a flyer to hand out to my neighbors. Maybe I'll do it tomorrow. I'm little apprehensive about it though. I'm so afraid of not getting a warm, happy reaction. Guess I don't take reject well. The problem with finding a church, and I've talked about this before, is that I have no interest in learning the Bible. None. I just want to be a good person who meets up with good people who do constructive things for people. Maybe I need to join a volunteer program. I don't know.

Life has been so different without my momma to talk to. Planning a trip home doesn't have the same urgency as it used to. I guess that's normanl.