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Apr. 16th, 2011 05:45 pmThe small trash bags I bought at Fred Meyer turned out to be scented. YUCK! "Controls unpleasant odors," the box says, but there is no other ingredient list or indication of toxicity. I returned them. Now I have to find unscented trash bags for my bathroom can. Not something I had thought to worry about.
I could go to a potluck with a group of people I haven't met yet. And then to my friend's 40th birthday party at a karaoke bar. I worry about being dressed wrong for both events. I worry about bringing food just for myself at the potluck to circumvent all my food intolerances and feeling horribly socially awkward. I wonder if it's actually kind to force myself to go to events like this in hopes of meeting people I click with.
I also wonder what the heck I ate or didn't eat to be feeling so groggy and disconnected. Hey, maybe I'm still reacting to those horrible bags.
Well, if I'm going to go, I should get going. At least it's not raining at the moment.
ETA: The potluck was great, very welcoming, and it turns out a lot of the women do one kind of dance or another, even though that wasn't what brought us together. The karaoke bar wasn't my thing at all, but my friend was happy I went, and her other friends were clearly having a great time. If anyone judged my clothing, they kept it to themselves. Whew. And there was a full moon for the bike ride home (which also means it wasn't raining - double win).
I could go to a potluck with a group of people I haven't met yet. And then to my friend's 40th birthday party at a karaoke bar. I worry about being dressed wrong for both events. I worry about bringing food just for myself at the potluck to circumvent all my food intolerances and feeling horribly socially awkward. I wonder if it's actually kind to force myself to go to events like this in hopes of meeting people I click with.
I also wonder what the heck I ate or didn't eat to be feeling so groggy and disconnected. Hey, maybe I'm still reacting to those horrible bags.
Well, if I'm going to go, I should get going. At least it's not raining at the moment.
ETA: The potluck was great, very welcoming, and it turns out a lot of the women do one kind of dance or another, even though that wasn't what brought us together. The karaoke bar wasn't my thing at all, but my friend was happy I went, and her other friends were clearly having a great time. If anyone judged my clothing, they kept it to themselves. Whew. And there was a full moon for the bike ride home (which also means it wasn't raining - double win).
