Well, not actually to dinner, but wants to drop by on Thanksgiving after he does the dinner gig with his family in Indy – a mere 25 minutes from me. And how did he find out where I lived? Facebook, yeah, good ol’ cyberspace and it was me who did the reconnection. I totally forgot he was from this obscure sounding town in Indiana. Before I moved here six yrs. ago, I had no idea there were a million obscure sounding towns. So the reality of the very first editor I ever worked under at a daily when I was in my 20′s is suddenly looming large. He’s been working for a magazine on assignment in England for the past three years and just got back to the States. I’ve been reveling in grandkids, hog roasts and fall bonfires in the backyard. I haven’t written a published word since my first husband died in 1997. New life, new husband, no interests in common with him. What the hell did I get myself into here? zsa zsa
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November 22, 2009
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To all those Vibrant Women who have, like me, left abusive relationships - whether verbal, emotional, psychological, spiritual, physical, financial, social...or all of the above! - I say congratulations to us!
When I read this post, I think to mys
HI, Annamarie,
Thanks for joining in. Whether co-renting or co-owning, getting a compatible mix of people, and ensuring financial and personal security, are certainly number one.
There are so many intentional community and shared housing models o
What does you Hubby think about it? A little awkward isn’t it?
Funny your first concern would be for how awkward it might be for my husband. He was never raised as an issue here. zsa zsa
Let’s see, You’re opening sentence “Guess Who’s coming to dinner Honey…” and in you’re last sentence, “new husband”. You’re calling it an issue not me. I would consider my husband in all of this. He wouldn’t care but I wouldn’t treat him like he was invisible either. People are all different. Good luck with this.
I’ll step out of this one. If you really want help and conversation, there are other people who can give you their thoughts.
OOOH, for a moongoddess, you got a little testy there, don’t you think? The issue I did need a little guidance in was that he pursued the only thing we both had in common – I did not. I’m just a little nervous about the whole thing. The guess who’s coming to dinner was an attempt to amuse with the reference to the wonderful old Sydney Poitier movie. Sorry I couldn’t stroke you on this but it was a simple missed concept that I used poorly. zsa zsa
Can’t a moongoddess get her hackles up? Thanks for clarifying. I know you’re nervous. Is it a dreaded nervous or an excited nervous? Gut feelings. You can have fun with this. I would include my husband’s feelings or agreement though. After this man leaves, you’ll have to still live with your husband. Just the way this Moongoddess thinks.
Actually, it’s rather comforting to know that moongoddesses have hackles like the rest of us mere “mortal” goddesses! A it panned out, we both have such hectic schedules this holiday weekend, we decided to make the old pal connection another time. He says he’s in Indiana a lot to visit his 91 yr. old Mom and I feel a whole bunch better about that than he and I meeting when my entire family and assorted friends are here for the holiday. You got me thinking a bit more about Troy’s (my husband) initial reaction and in my state of blind anticipation I kinda missed just a bit of hesitation on his part. We talked about it and sure enough, he was feeling intimidated by the prospect of a “meeting of minds” about a world he knows nothing about. It’s all good, though. But I owe you a big thanks for taking my selfish head out of my butt about this for a minute. zsa zsa
You are so welcome. I would like to think that maybe it was the real reason for all of this to happen. You made me laugh about the butt part. We (my husband and I) call it cranialrectitis. I’m not sure it’s misspelled because we made it up. lol
Meant to tell you way before this. Cranialrectis? Fucking hilarious! Can’t be misspelled, MG, it’s yours and now, it’s mine. It simply slips off the tongue. zsa zsa
Did you have a friendship with him as well as he having been your boss? If not, it seems strange that he looked you up. Since you already invited him, give him a cup of coffee, offer another piece of pie, visit for an hour (or less) and that’s it. He’s just some guy. If I’m missing something important here, let me know.
Yeah, we were all friends on this newspaper staff because it was in a small town and for most of us, it was our first experience in a small town working on a daily. He and I butted heads alot about editorials, columns, etc., and I wonder if he remembers all that old stuff. Hell, I only did recently. One of my great sisters here told me while we were having a few glasses of wine, ” guess if he can’t stand by the holiday bonfire and talk to the good ol’ boys that built it, visit with you and have a good time, it’s his fault.” Guess I forgot in my intimidated panic that he was raised a Hoosier. He may have had a few bylines in Great Britain, but I bet he never fell asleep with a two year old’s soft little arms around his necki! I’m starting to wonder why I was worried to begin with. zsa zsa
Hi, Zsa Zsa! I couldn’t resist responding to your post. I had a similar situation this summer. My boss (and friend at the time) who I’d had no contact with for 25 years came for a visit. And I worked for him in Indiana!
In any event, we had the most fabulous afternoon together. My husband joined us for part of the time & then went off to do something else as Paul & I caught up on all the people we had in commone known. It was great fun & I look forward to our next get together (which we’re planning to occur sooner than 25 years from now!)
Hope your “visitor from the past” turns out to be terrific fun for you.
Warmly,
Bonnie
I’m just plain tempted to use that old cliche, “small world.” As I explained in my reply to moongoddess, although our meeting won’t happen this weekend, we are both agreed it will and I have felt so much better about it. Goes without saying, but allow me the privilege, that it’s great sisters like you who took the time out of your day to respond, bolstering my confidence and making me look forward to the event when it does happen. Nothing could possibly work better than it coming from someone who had already been there – amazing the similarities, eh? You’re awesome! zsa zsa
Hope you have a great time. You didn’t get yourself into anything and have fun catching up after all these years!
Here, here, Sarah. It will be fun. zsa zsa
You’re right Zsa Zsa! It will be lots of fun and if your hubby wants to join you, all the merrier! I can’t understand why people are making more or this! Facebook is a great networking tool and so many people, including myself, have gotten in touch with long lost friends!
Enjoy!