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stitchwhichToday was "You have too man phones" Day. I went to bed at 7 this morning - the first ring occured at 9:32... three phone calls later, I got up for lunch with a Rowanwald buddy and the 13-year-old he's babysitting this week. That was fun. :)
Then came home, started to get ready for bed again, and the phone rang. After I hung up the home phone, my cell rang. Then the home phone. Rinse and repeat. Many of the calls were ones I was glad to take. One (3 and a holf hours!) was a very lonely, lonely woman who has just begun to realise that her behavior choices have isolated her from everyone... there comes a point in one's exhaustion where 'just say 'goodbye' and hang up' doesn't occur to you. I was there early today, I guess.
Arn came home while I was still on the phone with the Lonely One. Three more phone calls later (2 hours) and I finally went to bed. Ah, bliss! He woke me up so we could share an hour together watching TV and chatting during commercial breaks, then HE got a phone call... and now I'm online - he was on the phone for over an hour, which tickles me greatly.
Tomorrow, I am apparently going to the gym at 8am with L.O., having finally convinced her that taking a long walk was not going to be a happening thing. I shall use my gym time with her to firmly, nicely let her know that I really am NOT lonely myself (she believes we're very alike) and that I *like*, in fact *choose* my solitude. But somehow, since she internalises a lot right now, I've got to find the words to convincingly say, "it really isn't about you. Really. It's about me. This is not about rejecting you..."
Damned if I know how to say it, even after an hour of trying on the phone this afternoon.
Then came home, started to get ready for bed again, and the phone rang. After I hung up the home phone, my cell rang. Then the home phone. Rinse and repeat. Many of the calls were ones I was glad to take. One (3 and a holf hours!) was a very lonely, lonely woman who has just begun to realise that her behavior choices have isolated her from everyone... there comes a point in one's exhaustion where 'just say 'goodbye' and hang up' doesn't occur to you. I was there early today, I guess.
Arn came home while I was still on the phone with the Lonely One. Three more phone calls later (2 hours) and I finally went to bed. Ah, bliss! He woke me up so we could share an hour together watching TV and chatting during commercial breaks, then HE got a phone call... and now I'm online - he was on the phone for over an hour, which tickles me greatly.
Tomorrow, I am apparently going to the gym at 8am with L.O., having finally convinced her that taking a long walk was not going to be a happening thing. I shall use my gym time with her to firmly, nicely let her know that I really am NOT lonely myself (she believes we're very alike) and that I *like*, in fact *choose* my solitude. But somehow, since she internalises a lot right now, I've got to find the words to convincingly say, "it really isn't about you. Really. It's about me. This is not about rejecting you..."
Damned if I know how to say it, even after an hour of trying on the phone this afternoon.
