I felt more like myself today than I have in a long time. I went to a friend's place to hang out and help him build some planters for his girlfriend. It didn't occur to me until after I got there, but it had been over 6 months since I had physically been in the same place as any of my friends 😲. We've talked and texted, but haven't actually been able to hang out. Conflicting schedules, general laziness, and their ability to almost continually be exposed to Covid, have prevented it (it happens so often I changed the group text name to "Plague Monkeys"). It's no wonder all my recent blog posts have been depressed and depressing. As much as I genuinely enjoy being by myself, I am still a social animal. I like to make people laugh. For instance, when we went to Home Depot to pick up the lumber for the planters, the guy at the checkout tried to make small talk with us by asking what we were building. Without thinking, I immediately replied, "Sex bench."
The clerk had a mostly-confused, partly-shocked look on his face, so I followed up by telling him, "Don't ask if you don't want to know." Now, the Home Depot employee didn't find it that funny, but my buddy almost pissed himself, he was laughing so hard. The rest of the afternoon was spent in his garage, joking around and building a couple of boxes that probably should have only taken 30 minutes. I also got to spend the day with their 4 cats and 2 dogs, who were very happy to see me again. It was a nice change from my grumpy old fuck, who tends to ignore me until it's time to come and sneeze in my face (3 times in the past 2 weeks), or cough up a hairball on my bed (once a week for a month, now). Anyway, I figured I should share about a good day, since I'm always on here, bitching and moaning. The planters turned out great, too.
