A Social Sunday

[bare_bear]

Sunday mornings mean coffee with some friends at their place.  We've modified a bit despite having no cases in our territory.  We sit apart, and I try not to move around the house a lot.  We've relaxed a bit more, but I think we'll tighten it back up now that the border has opened.  They have a puppy I'm one of his favourite people.  K is starting to make sourdough bread, so once a month I get to take a loaf home.  Today was one of those lucky days, and a couple slices with some fireweed jelly was my lunch.

A quick run to the shop to get a bike chain, and I was off to my buddy's place for their help to fix my bike.  This was one of those jobs were 3rd time was the charm, but it was almost 4th, so at least there was that.  She surprised me by asking if I wanted to be a bridesmaid at her wedding, as one of hers can't make it because she's medical staff in a major hospital in one of the biggest cities in our country.  A small bike ride home with my buddy brought back all the high school memories of riding bikes through the streets with friends! 

I'm glad to have the bike repaired.  I'm struggling with a lot of things right now (like everyone), and my coping mechanism is sliding towards binge eating and not moving my body at all outside of work.  So a bike for the commute to work might help a bit with that.  When I exercise, I tend to control my stress eating better.  Hopefully that works now.

A short chat with my Mom on the phone was everything I needed. 

AND THEN I met up with another friend for dinner.  Our favourite restaurant in town, which is only open summers, finally reopened for take out, so we met there, ordered our food, sat away from everyone else and 6 ft apart to chat, then collected our dinners and wandered down to the wharf to eat dinner on a picnic table.  It was really good to chat with him again - good to listen to his troubles and triumphs, and to share mine, and just spend time with a good friend.

I'm not usually so social.  But I realized recently that I'm not doing great, and one of the signs of that is pushing people away.  It's hard to fight that, to push away the lethargy and apathy right now and make an effort, but I have to.  I have to work on it every single day.

And I'm trying to type this shit out to get the bad out of my head and to remember the good.  Hence this return.