Jostling for attention
Thursdays are one of the busiest days in my week. Noah has a homeschool gym class in the morning and then his drama class in the afternoon. I can usually handle only one formal event in a day so having two on Thursday about kills me. The mothers (and occasional fathers) socialize while their children learn/romp/play and as an introvert, it wears me out completely no matter how much fun I have.
Today I stood between two women who were vying for control of the conversation. My friend was there, too, and I think she was amused — she’s a happy observer of most human conditions. I doubt I said more than 20 words for the entire 60 minute conversation because it was so overwhelming. The two women were following this surreal pathway from topic to topic. Pap smears then lawncare then foreign languages then eye exams. It was bizarre but they were friendly and enthusiastically nice.
At one point they began talking about adoption. It was just a short jaunt through their convoluted conversastion but there it was. I thought of trying to shove my way in at that point but then decided that I didn’t really care to. I haven’t adopted yet, anyway, so it’s not like I’m an adoptive parent. It’s all theory right now, this adoption thing. Besides, they weren’t really talking about adoption, they were just babbling on.
I was thinking about how nice it will be to be an adoptive mom instead of a person working towards an adoption. I’m looking forward to that.
