Whirlwind Sociability

In a few more minutes the sun will be ducking behind the Hotel Saskatchewan, and I’ll be able to see the world from my perch in the window of Atlantis without squinting.  I’ll pass the time by musing about the last few days.

Jazzy, PJ and Denny pulled up to mom’s the same time I did.  Jazzy ran up with a big hug.  PJ’s was more of a polite hug, the kind I get when there’s a boyfriend nearby.  It was good to see both of them.

After a few minutes we headed downtown and I showed them city square.  It wasn’t quite the breathtaking moment of awe I hoped it would be.  Denny was on the limp and PJ was cold.  Jazzy and I had to cut the tour short.

Back at my apartment, PJ helped herself to some of my stuff.  She finally had a chance to see my place, but with half my furniture gone, it also wasn’t quite the moment frozen in time that I hoped it would be.

Later at mom’s, we helped ourselves to turkey dinner and caught up some more.  At 8:30 the Rider game started and I secluded myself in the living room.  Three hours later it was clear that game wasn’t going to be one for the ages.

I took Jazz home with me and we watched ‘Ringer’, a new series she’s into staring Sarah Michelle Gellar.  We just lazed on the couch, stopping occasionally to talk about something in the show, or to muse about something in our lives.  It was a perfect way to end the evening.

Upon waking, Jazzy fired up the next episode and we continued on while I rubbed her feet.  After an hour, the phone was ringing.  Breakfast at mom’s was ready.  A couple hours after that, they were off.

Felt like no time passed between visits.  Felt like a million years since I saw her.  Funny how that works.

I spent the next few hours on the couch, not feeling like doing anything.  Shawn’s birthday was set for later in the evening.  Brad, Beth, Ron, and others were going to be there.  I really wasn’t in the mood for partying, but I also wasn’t in the mood for missing out on seeing those faces either.

There were a lot of laughs and good times.  What more can I say?  Put several good people in a room, add food, music and booze, and you have something great.

I’m feeling the clock ticking.  Every day this week I’ve spent time talking to someone I won’t be seeing for awhile.  It’s tiring as much as it is heartwarming.  They’ll be time to catch up on my ‘me’ time next week.