When you’re an adult making new friends is rough. It’s not like elementary school when you share you’re YooHoo with someone and become best friends. We just moved to Philly about 2 months ago and the only person I hang out with is my close friend who lives an hour and twenty minutes away. Chris works full-time plus overtime and goes to school full-time. I spend all day with Lily, which I am eternally grateful to have the opportunity but talking to someone who doesn’t rip off their diaper and then run away screaming would be nice every now and then. I hope I’m not alone in this because that would mean I just have a crappy personality but I don’t think that’s it.
One time I went to the post office that was in a laundry mat and a woman was there with her son the same age as Lily and the boy ran over so we talked. She was nice, funny, and we had kids the same age but I was too nervous to ask her to get together sometime. Rejection. That’s what I was nervous of. Which is ridiculous since I’m not in High School anymore. My husband, Chris, has the same fear. And he also has problems making new friends at work but at least he has friends at work.
The reason I wrote this post is because I finally decided to start a meet up group for my area. So I get all the way through the registration process only to find out it costs money. REALY?!?!? I just want to meet some cool people but I guess I have to pay 20 bucks a for that. Pshh. No way, Jose.
Then there’s mommy and me groups where you always feel judged whether you actually are or not. It’s just tough. I hope one day I’ll be able to go up to that lady at park whose kid is playing with mine and ask her for her phone number.