Dear Diary . . . day by day

Tuesday, July 10th, 2001 - Waiting to Polish the Silver

Yesterday I spent the day with my sister. We hung out at my house until my doctor's appointment, then we went into the City for dinner at her place. I had a very good time, and it helped ease some of my guilt. Poor Holly has very few friends out here and this was the first day we really got to hang out for a good long time since she's moved out here. I've been a neglectful sister.
So many social opportunities have sprung up in the past few months! It's enough to make a girl wonder where all this fun was, say, last November when I felt as if I didn't have a friend in the world (except poor David, who desperately wished I had more friends, too, if only so I'd stop pestering him so often). The answer is, of course, in hiding; I was scary depressed last November and I wouldn't have been able to keep a new friend even if they'd been desperate for my company.
But the truth is, I have been doing "the boyfriend thing" now for several months. I don't feel bad about this, not really; I have been single for so very long, and I want to put lots of time and energy into my relationship with Tim; he is the most important thing in my life right now, and it's good. But I have to admit I'm going to be relieved when we live together, when we have time everyday to spend together, when one of us doesn't have to drive 85 twice every weekend just so we can be with one another. I'm hoping that this is going to free up some weekend time for both of us, allow us to reconnect with our (very wonderful and understanding) friends who have been a little neglected lately. We're hoping to throw a housewarming party and gather the groups together at some point after we're settled in. It's going to be a fine time.
This is, if you haven't guessed, sort of a public apology for dropping out of your lives. I thank you for being so understanding. This is also a note to myself, a moment to reflect on my past loneliness and to revel in the fact that I have more friends right now than I could possibly all see in one week (boyfriend or no). I have many friends! Here, in California! Finally, I've found a social group out here.
This apology/note doesn't just apply to my CA friends; I know I've neglected to even keep up my end of phone tag with my old friends in Indiana. This, too, will change. I'm counting on the gold not tarnishing as fast as the silver, but I miss you guys, too.

Exercise log:
Stretched, did 150 situps and 20 minutes on the precor today. Felt so good.
Writing log:
Did a first (and very rough) outline of my novel last night. 17 Chapters, some very vague. I'm considering outlining some of my favorite books now to get a feel for how to do this properly. But, none the less, I'm so excited; this feels like my first sane attempt at novel writing and right now it feels so possible.
I'm currently reading:
American Gods by Neil Gaiman
My new PO Box is:
Heather Shaw
P.O. Box 13222
Berkeley, CA 94712-4222

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