Sing along with me....ch, ch, ch, choices... Oh wait. That's not how Bowie sang it.
The other day an old friend...someone who has known me since middle school...said, "L, I totally see you marrying another lawyer and living the Country Club life."
I was stunned. Stunned silent.
Stunned stupid.
Just plain stunned...
Really?
I was surprised that this is the way I am seen. Eh...to be truthful, I not "surprised" ...maybe disgusted? But mostly, I knew immediately that this is not what I want. I DO NOT want to marry another lawyer. Yuck. The prima donnas drive me nuts and the corporate guys are too...well...Wasband.
As for "the Country Club life"...no thanks. Recently, I was at a business associate's home. It is a beautiful 100 year-old home in a swanky neighborhood. It was gorgeous. It is the definition of the Country Club life. I admired it but I have no interest.
And this made me realize there is a hidden plus in this situation. I get to pick again. I get to figure out what I want.
Now, if I can just manage to listen to my own logic.
7 comments:
Plumbers are useful and they must be rich. Mine charges $100/hour.
LOL re: the plumbers... I am sure you will choose wisely. I'm with you on the country club life - it's never, ever been a desire of mine. I'm too real for that - well, except, my blog. It's probably too sunshiney and nice most of the time, not as real as it could be. Ha! :-0
Stay safe later today.... I'm hoping no one gets whomped with another monster tornado, certainly not us!
Hey nothing wrong with a plumber...just as long as he's a thinking and reading type of plumber! Those are necessary attributes.
A thinking and reading plumber, splendid idea.
*wraps pink sweater over his white polo and raises Tom Collins for a refill*
Oh Captain...that was classic! (Additional proof of saying no to that life... I dislike Tom Collins.)
I have some ideas...
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