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Times like this, I feel like a really bad friend. I know that I've been busy and self-absorbed and all of that, but I guess I don't always realize how much. Today when I was driving home from work, I saw a guy hobble out of a car. He was on crutches. He looked a little like my friend Bucky (I was driving about 30mph and his back was to me) and was getting out of a car near Bucky's house. It reminded me that I hadn't talked to Bucky in a while, so I called him to let him know I was thinking about him, to say that I saw someone that might be him, and to mention that not only did we need to get together sometime, but that I had to figure out when to go back to volunteering at Kaleidoscope.
He called back, and I couldn't answer the phone because I'm out of stupid daytime minutes. I just checked my messages, and the message from him said that it /was/ him I saw hobbling around on crutches, because he broke his ankle in a bunch of places about a month and a half ago and had to have it pinned back together. A month and a half ago. I feel like such a schmuck. I can't even remember the last time I talked to him. Probably October. Maybe earlier.
I don't know why I'm having such a hard time keeping up with people these days. I've become terrible about answering email, too. Case in point... I've been putting off emailing back this guy I know. The last email I got from him was announcing that his wife was pregnant with their second child (and giving me his address for a holiday card I'm not sure if I sent), and then I got another email today saying that she'd miscarried. It's probably been a month in between emails, and I don't think there's really an excuse for that.
Maybe I'm being too hard on myself. I mean, I probably work the same hours as everyone else (40, give or take a few), but the hours I work are so jam-packed most of the time that I'm frantic. Today I went in at 10am, and didn't get to eat lunch until 3:30 - and I was having open hours at the time! (No one needed a CM, so I nuked food and ate quickly.) And I work such wonky hours - like coming home at 9:15pm on one night and having to be in at 10am the next day, so that I come home, do a few things around the house, and feel like I should head to bed, especially because I get up at 8am every morning with Jen. I don't know how it is that I've let everything slack, though. I seem to barely have enough hours to go to work, get a minimum of chores done around the house (the bathroom's been neglected for months, etc.), and be somewhat social. I keep up with people via LJ, but it seems like if they don't have LJ, then I don't keep up with them like I should. I haven't hung out with Former Coworker Hope since Megan's birthday party, the last time I saw Rob was when I ran into him at The Dube, and now this thing with Bucky. *sigh* I'm open to comments and suggestions. I really feel lousy about this. I wonder if maybe I'm concentrating too much time on Jennifer - I mean, I see her every night, almost immediately after work, and pretty much all the time on the weekends. But I enjoy her company.
I wish I knew what to do.
He called back, and I couldn't answer the phone because I'm out of stupid daytime minutes. I just checked my messages, and the message from him said that it /was/ him I saw hobbling around on crutches, because he broke his ankle in a bunch of places about a month and a half ago and had to have it pinned back together. A month and a half ago. I feel like such a schmuck. I can't even remember the last time I talked to him. Probably October. Maybe earlier.
I don't know why I'm having such a hard time keeping up with people these days. I've become terrible about answering email, too. Case in point... I've been putting off emailing back this guy I know. The last email I got from him was announcing that his wife was pregnant with their second child (and giving me his address for a holiday card I'm not sure if I sent), and then I got another email today saying that she'd miscarried. It's probably been a month in between emails, and I don't think there's really an excuse for that.
Maybe I'm being too hard on myself. I mean, I probably work the same hours as everyone else (40, give or take a few), but the hours I work are so jam-packed most of the time that I'm frantic. Today I went in at 10am, and didn't get to eat lunch until 3:30 - and I was having open hours at the time! (No one needed a CM, so I nuked food and ate quickly.) And I work such wonky hours - like coming home at 9:15pm on one night and having to be in at 10am the next day, so that I come home, do a few things around the house, and feel like I should head to bed, especially because I get up at 8am every morning with Jen. I don't know how it is that I've let everything slack, though. I seem to barely have enough hours to go to work, get a minimum of chores done around the house (the bathroom's been neglected for months, etc.), and be somewhat social. I keep up with people via LJ, but it seems like if they don't have LJ, then I don't keep up with them like I should. I haven't hung out with Former Coworker Hope since Megan's birthday party, the last time I saw Rob was when I ran into him at The Dube, and now this thing with Bucky. *sigh* I'm open to comments and suggestions. I really feel lousy about this. I wonder if maybe I'm concentrating too much time on Jennifer - I mean, I see her every night, almost immediately after work, and pretty much all the time on the weekends. But I enjoy her company.
I wish I knew what to do.
