22 January 2009

I get a little sentimental here, readers may barf in their mouths just a bit

Sometimes I have issues with visiting teaching*. I'm like, jeez, why do I have to go see another stranger and make awkward conversation while trying to coordinate 3 different schedules?? I know I don't have to and that I choose to, but sometimes, just to make my life difficult, I like to think that I am being forced to do it. This is how I live on the edge my friends. I know, I should probably just grow up. So I'm not being forced to VT and I do it because every once in a while something good comes out of it (not one of those amazing "stopped her from comitting suicide stories" or "was the last person she saw before she died" stories, but good other things none the less). Every once in a while a sweet girl will think to herself "jeez, that p-cute makes great awkward conversation!" And I hit the jackpot!

Not actually being from the city I live in takes away the blanket of 'friends one grows up with'. It is a very comfortable, warm blanket and sometimes I wish I still had mine. I came here straight off the mish only knowing family in this city (which is really nice). I do not however know all those people you talk about who were in your ward since you were 5. My old Young Women's advisor does not live down the street from me, I have never gone on 'trek' with any of you or ever for that matter. I knew about 5.7% of the guests at my own wedding reception (which caused much lamentation back in the day), and no, I did not know that one Relief Society President. I know that I am not alone in this place and I applaud all of you who are here with me and know that even if I did grown up here I may still feel friendless anyways. It is hard for me to make good friends. Due to a slight sarcastic/blunt nature iced over with cuteness, some people just don't know what to think of me.

Besides work, church is the next most social thing I do so it is nice to have some friends at the stake center that I can really relate to. And baby, as it has helped me in the past visiting teaching has helped me again! You see, as a YSAer I once visited the coolest 19 year olds ever that turned into 'my 19 year old fan club'. They loved me and I them. And now as a married fart, VTing has helped me again. Woot woot. I found another friend, not another club, those are hard to come by, but another friend! I will sew her into my traveling friend blanket right this instant. In fact, we are going shopping together next payday! And not just any shopping, but thrift store shopping. That's how I know it is fo' reals. Is it just me or do you feel warm and fuzzy too? This is getting mushy.

When I was a kid my siblings and I would call french kissing "mushing". Ha. And I have a new friend. She is really cool so I guess I will continue with the awkward conversations to see if I can find a few more.

*plz excuse author for tacky overuse of Mormon culture lingo. If you don't get some of it or all of it, I can explain.

4 woot-woots!:

Kimbo said...

Yeah I'm glad you have a new friend. I totally know how you feel. As I was reading I was thinking yeah I feel that way too. I didn't realize we were so similar on this topic. I guess that's why we're friends. What a crazy world we all live in. I'm going to try and have a better attitude toward V.T. and awkward moments.

Jasmyn said...

Oh, Patience. How I love you and your sarcastic/blunt/cute ways. :) I'm also very excited to see you and think it would be great if you, Bex and I got together on the Thursday of Women's Conference. My little brother is getting married on Saturday and the fams is coming into town Friday, but Thursday looks to be a good day to take off work and come play with you two. Sound like a plan?

Betina said...

A new friend, patterned after the old friend that you used to have.

Letty said...

Patience,
I wonder if I could possibly share this post with the sisters in my ward? I"m supposed to give a portion of lesson during our VT conference and this would fit perfectly!
I hope you will let me.
You state so clearly the things most of us feel when we have to visit someone new.
email me colletted@yahoo