It's quiet around here. Not just decibel wise but chatter wise as well. This has left my mind to wonder. Sometimes I have those moments where my thoughts get all jumbled together and somehow they make sense. Kind of like a connect the dots picture. I'm not sure if this is one of those moments. I guess we will see how it comes together in the end.
The only noise I hear right now besides the clicking of the keyboard is the clicking in the dryer. It never fails that whatever I am drying seems to be noisy. Today was laundry day and while I wish I could say I knocked the pile out that would be a lie. I started with good intentions but I couldn't keep up the momentum to do any real damage. I just switched over the load and I think I somehow managed to get fabric softener in my hair. Ah the life of Wifus Domesticus or as Roseanne once put it "The Domestic Goddess".
So anyhow back to the randomness that is my mind. I've been giving some thought to how people come in and out of my life. I wonder if there is a pattern. If I look back five years or even three some of the same people are no longer around. From my perspective there doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason. But that doesn't say much. I have learned through the years that everyone has their own realities and sometimes we aren't all on the same page. Sometimes we aren't even reading the same books.
From time to time my insecurities start wearing on me and I do wonder if it was something I did or said. I wonder if it's just easier to let the friendship fade away than confront me to say what it was I did. My insecurities also like to point out that it's not only some of my friendships that have faded but also my Husbands. Since we have been "together since the fifties" we have cycled through a few groups of friends and I wonder if it was something that his annoying girlfriend/fiance/wife said or did that put them off?
It's not something I lose sleep over because right now I have a rockin group of wonderful and supportive people that I am lucky enough to call my friends. But it's something that I think about when things are quiet.