I just got back from a wonderful evening out with The Hot Mommas Club.* I am, of course, a charter member. Whilst enjoying my pecan-encrusted tofu and vegan chocolate cake (not on the same plate, why do you ask?), I realized why I am so awkward in large groups of people.
I am unable to stop editing things. Editing is so deeply entrenched in my being that it may actually be all that my mitochondria consist of. So for me, conversations happen with me listening to the other person while simultaneously trying to think of something witty and on-topic to say. Sometimes I succeed, but not always. In fact, I often regret the things I say as soon as they are out of my mouth. Then I spend hours and hours for the next few days (and sometimes for the next few years) trying to cipher whether or not my conversation partner got my joke or my drift. I always think of the best things to say many moons after the conversation has ended, especially when I'm angry about something.
I need some time to get it together, to properly place my commas, and to make sure that my pronouns all agree. Ideally, I would live in a cave and only communicate through letters and email. Failing that, a curtain behind some smoke and mirrors would work nicely. Wizard of Oz style.
*The Hot Mommas Club is what I'm calling my playgroup these days. We needed a name, and marketing is all about HOW you sell things. Plus, we're all smokin' hot.
Ah. You were in good company! We should all try editing ourselves out loud one of these times. Should make for a rollicking good time!
Posted by: Marnie | January 03, 2009 at 11:44 PM
right there with ya.
Posted by: mamadaisy | January 05, 2009 at 09:29 AM