I’m having a bit of a debby downer kind of day today. It’s 15 degrees outside, I had my least favorite, no good, terrible class (which I didn’t actually go to-explain that in a second) AND the bus drove right by me! That’s right-and this explains the missing class-I walked to the bus stop, and as I was in viewing distance watched the bus I was supposed to be getting on zoom right by. It was early. I was early, but not early enough. Le sigh. So alas, I did not go to class. I instead trudged home to pout. And my throat is scratchy. The end.
Well, not really the end. I was thinking the other day that I’m very lucky and happy to have the friends that I do. Specifically, I was thinking about the fact that Kellie, Rachel and I met 8 years ago, when we lived in the dorms at Ohio State together (we lived in the nerdiest of all dorms-the Honors Tower-and were decidedly the least neurotic kids around, which was probably why we all became friends). We’ve always joked that had the three of us met in high school, we’d never have been friends. Kellie, the supreme athlete, Rachel, the ultra-intelligent theatre kid, and me-small town, squeaky-clean, overly chipper….but since we met in college, it all worked itself out. And 8 years, countless dance parties, drinks, dogs, boyfriends, jobs, roommates, fights, heart to hearts, apartments, countries (for me), and one engineering degree (and almost one law degree and one master’s) later, we’re still going strong. And for that, I am thankful. Flashback time!
And back to today:
So I guess the whole point of this is that I just want to say thanks ladies for always being there for me, whether it’s just for a boozy night out, a nice dinner, or a chat. I love you both very, very much!