Sometimes I think about things.
Lately I've been thinking about settling, and how when you settle down in an area for an extended period of time, your community of friends, neighbors and borrowed family tends to grow and grow, but unfortunately, your time in a day to have social interactions rarely does. This month of October has been really über extended with great activities and even better people, and when we looked at the calendar tonight to add in four new activities to the next week and a half (a pumpkin carving party, a soup dinner party, a dance party and a babysitting venture - woohoo!) we felt like we needed to find a solution to being too busy. Marcos' idea was "we'll just have to spread time with our friends out a bit more", and my idea was, "we'll just have to move".
(Kidding. I'm committed to Chapel Hill... at least until we get our billion dollar business opportunity and it involves moving to a place that starts with an "M" and rhymes with "eunuch"...)
And I know full well that I sound like a lame-o here, complaining about the blessing of having very good people in my life to spend time with, but I do feel like we are becoming borderline over-committal. How are we ever going to resist the temptation to sign Gigi up for a concurrent schedule of pageants, ballet lessons, cotillion club and clarinet lessons if we can't figure out our own stuff first?