I had fun

I wrote a long post (1,836 words) about relationships because MCARP, Flibbi and Long Ryde Home had done so, but I deliberately deleted it. I don’t know crap about relationships, as my biography clearly shows.

For a long time now, my life hasn’t been very much fun. I’ve been struggling for most of this year, despite such bright spots as the hurricane-induced visit with my son.

Saturday, I had fun. I had to really force myself to go out, but I’d volunteered to work the door at OVAC’s annual 12X12 show and I’ve worked on that event for many years now and felt obligated.

It didn’t take long for it to become fun. I was taking tickets at the door and greeting people as they came in, flirting with all and sundry and genuinely glad to see members of the arts crowd “gang of 500″ that I haven’t seen in awhile. About 1,000 folks showed up at the old Ford Motor Co. plant at 908 W. Main to see 168 artworks of 12 inch by 12 inch dimension. Food, music and art plus several hundred people grabbing drinks at several bars equal a very nice Saturday evening. It took a very short time of forcing a smile before I was really smiling and enjoying myself.

Afterward, I was blessed with the chance to go to a party hosted by someone I just met a week before at his suite high atop the Classen Tower, next to the gold dome bank. What a breathtaking view! We toasted the Autumnal Equinox and smoked cigarets out on the balcony and gnoshed on finger foods catered by Prohibition Room. I met some people I didn’t know (a rarity for me in OKC!) and smoozed with some folks I’ve known for a long time. A couple of the guys who play the Monday night jazz at Prohibition Room provided cool ambient music. Thanks again, Eric, I had a great time.

This post is just over 300 words, but is more than 1,500 words less full of crap than the one I deleted. Aren’t you glad?

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One thought on “I had fun

  1. RebL

    Yes. I’m glad. Aren’t you shocked!

    As I am my father’s daughter reading the Constitution to 8 YO students, I am also my father’s daughter in that I’m happier volunteering than doing the exact same work for pay. You and I both were designed for the life of the idle rich.

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