What's There Left To Wait For?

Seriously, how is it Monday again? There is no way that the weekend went that fast. And considering that all of my dreams this weekend were work related it really isn’t that fair that I have to be here today.

Anyone who knows me understands that I am not really a super fan of change. I really do love all of those who I spend the majority of my time with. And after six months…no wait, nine months (how is that possible?) of hanging out with the same people, I have really never gotten that bored. I know what we like, and what we don’t like, what the topics of conversation are most likely to be and where we are bound to go and bound to do. It is very comforting.

But on the flip side, recently I have gotten restless in our predictability. It feels like I know the punch line before the joke is even ever told. And as much as I want everything to stay the same, mostly because it is easy and familiar, I need something else. Time wasting is only fun for so long.

So Jenny and I, in an effort to move ahead or at least take an aside, decided to attend a party hosted by an old friend of Jenny’s. We shopped for a new outfit (or two), tarted ourselves up, and drove all the way to the party.

Nervous, hesitant, and maybe a little bit hopeful, we pulled up in front of the house and I turned off the car. We sat there in the dark and in silence for a few minutes, until Jenny finally spoke up and said, “Can we just go home?” I agreed and we drove away without entering the unknown.

I know, I know. You are probably all screaming something about how once we got inside it wouldn’t have been that bad, and maybe ‘Mr. Right’, ‘Mr. Right Now’, or even ‘Mr. My cousin is your Mr. Right’ would be there.

But, weirdly, it just seemed too hard.

What happened to us? When did we turn into these people? Have months of predictability made us incapable of even attempting the unknown? Or were we just feeling guilty for betraying our own kind and trying to fix something that really wasn’t broken?

Maybe we can try again next weekend? Maybe we shouldn’t bite off more than we can chew? Maybe we should just be happy with what we have? Maybe this is all we really need?

But, I am still at a loss.

“Somewhere out there is a guy that can’t wait to tell everyone he is your boyfriend. Stop goofing around, and go find him.”

Here’s to:

Funny times with my parents.
As one person commented to me, “Your craziness makes so much sense now that I have met your parents.”

Wonderful times with Keely! Can’t wait to see you again.

Two failed Karaoke attempts. Is that even possible?

Loving the dark hair again. Thanks Jenny!

Flick, live and in person! The rock wall is great!

Some sort of weird night with the Trivial Pursuit savant.

Even luck can’t save us now.
Please, God speed.