I Can Be Spontaneous...
if you give me a half hour to think about it first.
A friend flew into town yesterday. She and I had already made plans regarding when we were hanging out (later in the week). So, yesterday I started to do my usual things. I came home from work, met up with my walking buddy for our evening stroll, went home and started dinner. At 8 p.m., just as I was about to start eating, my cell phone rang.
My friend was all settled in at her hotel, and wanted to come pick me up and go somewhere. Do something (insert your own Andrew Shue joke here). My hot dinner looked at me like, "Are you KIDDING me? NOW?" I was not prepared to go out. I sat there stuttering to my friend, not quite sure what I was trying to say. Of course I wanted to see her. Of course I did. But. I was tired, I was hungry, I am me and I don't go out at night. Plus, I had NO CLUE where the hell to go. I only know how to get to work, the library and the grocery store in this city anyway.
We agreed she'd call me back in a half hour. I ate dinner and thought. By the time she called back I was ready. "Come over, I have ideas." She came over. How I restrained myself from skipping through the lobby of my building on the way out to her rental car (not that I was excited or anything) is beyond me. We're such good friends that I told her that right away. I presented my ideas, she picked one, we pulled an illegal U-turn and drove off into the night.
Where we wound up parked a block from a mutual friend's house. "Can you come out and play? Right now? I'm a block from your house and have a surprise." And that's how the three of us wound up going to a fancy steakhouse for drinks and dessert. We drank (yes, even me - I tasted a sip of ... something pink and girly that was disgusting) and talked and perhaps we locked some busboys out as retaliation for not closing a door when they were asked? It wasn't crowded when we walked in, but we were the last ones to walk out.
Then, because it was after 11 p.m., there was work to think about today, and I'm not 29, but 79, I was driven home and then the two of them went out for more drinks.
See? I can have a spontaneous night out. I just need a little warning.
A friend flew into town yesterday. She and I had already made plans regarding when we were hanging out (later in the week). So, yesterday I started to do my usual things. I came home from work, met up with my walking buddy for our evening stroll, went home and started dinner. At 8 p.m., just as I was about to start eating, my cell phone rang.
My friend was all settled in at her hotel, and wanted to come pick me up and go somewhere. Do something (insert your own Andrew Shue joke here). My hot dinner looked at me like, "Are you KIDDING me? NOW?" I was not prepared to go out. I sat there stuttering to my friend, not quite sure what I was trying to say. Of course I wanted to see her. Of course I did. But. I was tired, I was hungry, I am me and I don't go out at night. Plus, I had NO CLUE where the hell to go. I only know how to get to work, the library and the grocery store in this city anyway.
We agreed she'd call me back in a half hour. I ate dinner and thought. By the time she called back I was ready. "Come over, I have ideas." She came over. How I restrained myself from skipping through the lobby of my building on the way out to her rental car (not that I was excited or anything) is beyond me. We're such good friends that I told her that right away. I presented my ideas, she picked one, we pulled an illegal U-turn and drove off into the night.
Where we wound up parked a block from a mutual friend's house. "Can you come out and play? Right now? I'm a block from your house and have a surprise." And that's how the three of us wound up going to a fancy steakhouse for drinks and dessert. We drank (yes, even me - I tasted a sip of ... something pink and girly that was disgusting) and talked and perhaps we locked some busboys out as retaliation for not closing a door when they were asked? It wasn't crowded when we walked in, but we were the last ones to walk out.
Then, because it was after 11 p.m., there was work to think about today, and I'm not 29, but 79, I was driven home and then the two of them went out for more drinks.
See? I can have a spontaneous night out. I just need a little warning.
posted by Green at 4/20/2006 10:00:00 PM
3 Comments:
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I'm the same way - like catch me on Saturday I'm too exhausted from work
ha, you did better than I would have.
What I have learned to appreciate is a drop in. From living in Minnesota, I have realised that I see people a lot more if they just drop in. SOunds radical, it is radical. I wish people would drop in over here.
So glad you had fun.
Oh my gosh. It's like you're my twin. I need time to process things too. My family (and my husband's family) are ALWAYS making plans at the last minute... can you watch the kids for this, we're having a get together here, we're doing this... normally with less than a few hours notice! I do not like change. I like to be at home. I like to have my day planned out. Sigh... I totally know where you're coming from. Also, like you, when I do decide to go and do whatever it is, I have fun!
Glad you had a good time!
Char
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