If you and I were getting together for coffee, I'd probably be late. Because I'm always late. I'd probably text you and say "I'm just 5 minutes away!" when really, I'm more like 10 minutes away because I'm a jerk and have horrible time management skills.
We'd probably meet at Starbucks because as much I appreciate our local mom n' pop coffee houses, Starbucks is familiar and it's the closet thing to my house.
Since it's now August and unbearably hot (how about that humidity?), I'd forgo the coffee and order a grande Iced Black Tea Lemonade.
When you ask me what I've been up to I'd give you the blanket answer of "not much" because I never know how detailed to be with my life. I'm just like you: I work all week and when all of my obligations are said and done, I try to squeeze in some fun.
We went to the fair with some friends. Clayton and I attended a wine festival. My mom and I made a day of getting our hair done and eating sushi. I met a girlfriend for cocktails. I met another girlfriend of lunch. I went to the comedy club a few times. I binge-watched Shameless on Netflix. I had game nights with my in-laws. I met my dad and sister in Indy on a few occasions to race go-karts and golf. Summer softball ended a few weeks ago and the fall league starts this week.
Then I'll casually ask if you watch Shameless because I'm obsessed with it and want to talk about it with someone. HOW ABOUT THEM GALLAGHERS? Is your favorite character Shelia, too?
I'd also ask if you're watching the Olympics because I definitely am. The summer Olympics are my favorite and I DVR swimming, beach volleyball, and women's gymnastics. Surprisingly I got into men's diving this year because I find the idea of trying to perfectly mirror someone else's body movements while free-falling fascinating. One time Clayton and I sneezed at the same time. That's kind of the same thing, right?
You're a good friend and would ask me about how my legs/back/veins/general lower body are doing and I would tell you that all things considered, I'm doing okay. I'll be having outpatient surgery hopefully sometime in September because the results of my ultrasound showed that I have a condition called venous insufficiency which basically means that the valves in my veins don't close properly and instead of my blood being pushed back up towards my heart, some of it pools in my legs. This could cause the heaviness, ankle swelling, and the sudden and unwelcome appearance of varicose veins.
I'm both anxious and excited about the procedure. Anxious because I've only been put under one time in my life and I'm a major space cadet on anesthesia. (When my wisdom teeth were removed I asked the nurse to show me my extracted teeth and when she obliged, I yelled at her and said, "That's disgusting! Why would you show me that!?") Plus, the procedure does not sound pleasant (I prefer to NOT have wires shoved in my ankle and fished all the way up my groin.) On the other hand, I'm really excited to see if this will help with my running and the vain part of me is tired of seeing well, my veins.
I have to wear my stockings another few weeks and then we can contact my insurance company about getting pre-certified for the procedure.
Speaking of my compressing stockings, all of my "fun" socks (I use the term loosely) were in the laundry so I had to wear my flesh-colored stockings on a run last week. I looked like Mrs. Doubtfire. I had to fight the urge to exclaim "Hellooooooooooooooo!" as I made my way down the street.
I'm still on the fence about training for the Monumental Half Marathon or just sticking with the 5k. I think I'll have a better idea once the weather starts to cool down and after surgery.
I'd ask you how your summer vacations went or if you had anything fun planned for the fall. Since we went to New York City over spring break, we decided to save our pennies for an overseas trip next year and stick around town this summer. But we did score a great deal on airfare and will be heading to the Grand Canyon this fall with Dan and Emily. I can't even tell you how excited I am for hiking and experiencing something new and amazing with some of our favorite people. I will pack literally nothing except yoga capris and running shorts.
I'll also be heading to Las Vegas in September and Dallas in October (both for extended work trips). Plus, I'm flying back to Pittsburgh tomorrow. I used to fly like once every 10 years, but I've already flown 9 times in 2016. It's kind of crazy!
Can you believe I've been at this job for a year already? Yup, an entire year this month. I can honestly say that this past year has been one of the most challenging for me, but I can also say that it's been one of the best. I'm very grateful for where I am and for the things I've gotten to experience in my short time with the company. I look forward to going to work every day and feel very proud of the work I do and of the people I work with. I know that not everyone can say that and it's not something I take for granted. Whew! One year down. And I'm still just getting my feet wet!
Clayton and I have been busy with smallish home improvements. We seriously kicked around the idea of redoing our kitchen floor because all of the oak in that area makes it look like we're living in a log cabin and I can hear the floor squeak from the other side of the house. We brought home a ton of samples and even got an estimate, but after leaning how astronomically expensive it is to install new flooring, we decided that we're perfectly happy with creaky laminate.
And remember that rug I ordered and cancelled three different times a few weeks ago? It finally came in the mail and I already took it back and exchanged it for something else.
Why? Because I am ridiculous.
You and I certainly won't discuss politics ... unless it's to speculate when we think Darrel Hammond will guest start on SNL as potential first man Bill Clinton.
Once all of the superficial talk is over, we'll get real with each other and talk about what's on our hearts and minds. I want to know how you're really doing and offer support and a listening ear for anything you want to share. I care about you. I know we're both really busy, but I'm always here when you need to talk.
When it's time to part ways and say goodbye for the afternoon, I'll lean in for an awkward hug because every time I connect with another human being, I feel like I need to seal it with a hug. You've come to expect (and hopefully appreciate) that and not back away. Then I'll feel embarrassed because as much as I love real talk, it makes me feel deeply uncomfortable and I never know how to just be like, "Well, bye!"