It has been a busy week this week and there is no sign of it calming down for a little while longer. The company I work for, Frontier has recently purchased a small local telephone company (ILEC) that is headquartered in Dallas, PA. My boss, his boss and I all went down Wednesday and Thursday to meet and greet the team and what is essentially our analogs there. It went pretty well and it was nice to get a chance to scope out the operation. The 8 or so hours in the car in two days was pretty grueling on my back, so I was quite happy to get home Thursday night and get to sink into bed.
Friday was Sanford and Amy’s wedding, the ceremony was held at the Churchville Methodist Church, and was rather tear jerking. I think I caught myself holding Carla’s hand a few times during it more to calm myself down than her, though I doubt she’d believe that ;) The reception was held at the Burgundy Basin out in Fairport and barring the disappointingly burnt coffee it was a good time. Sadly the DJ seemed to have an 80’s club music theme going on so I never did get a dance in with Carla, but it was amusing to see her and most of the other girls there dance like dorks. It seemed like she had fun so I was glad.
I finally made the connection of where I knew the “Rich” that one of Carla’s friends is married to from. It’s such a freaking small world I swear — years ago when there were still BBSs around I had met him on a local board called Chat City. He even signed my keyboard, which is a story for another time.
I was proud of myself last night, despite the fact that many people at the reception were smoking and that I myself was drinking fairly heavily I resisted temptation and will shortly reach 8 months since I last smoked. It is something I can be proud of and I must admit the temptation was fairly high.
It is amazing how time flies, and how life twists and turns around in such crazy ways. This time next year I will probably be living alone and if you had asked me this time last year what I’d be doing in May of 2008 my answer probably would have somehow involved being married which is about as opposite as living alone as I think you can get. I imagine that in a few short months I will be somewhere looking back on this with the same sort of retrospect.
Sometimes I catch myself wishing for the future, but my Grandfather always used to say, “Don’t wish time away, someday you’ll be wishing for it back.” I keep trying to remember that, and the fact that once I get past this trial and hardship in my life I’m only going to encounter another one. Whomever is the next lucky recipient of my heart is likely to cause me as much frustration and heartache and pain as all the ones before her and while I endeavor to learn from my mistakes I know I have many more to make. So there really is no point in wishing this test away, a new one will only rise to take it’s place. What I should be doing is making the most of the day to day joys, no matter how tiny they are.
Of course what I should be doing and what I actually am doing are two entirely different things. Such is the dichotomy of life.