So after school while I was out watering my herb and tomato garden my neighbor upstairs, a cute girl with two little redhead girls, asked me if I knew about the Relief Society activity that night. I said no and asked what time with full intentions on attending. She said it was on organizing your life. (Kinda a boring subject in my opinion.) so I decided to show up a half hour late hoping to miss most of the lesson.
So I walked into the church, saw the cultural hall doors open, saw banquet tables of a buffet of food, and saw a gym full of Relief Society sisters....
It was then that I realized I didn't know a single person there! I totally panicked. So what did I do? I turned right around and left. I went to Bed Bath and Beyond to wander around looking at cooking utensils.... Pathetic. Humiliating. Who doesn't dare to go to a church activity?!?
I've been trying to sort out in my head what in the world happened ever since!!! I am a perfectly social able, confident, friendly person. What in the world happened to me? Why did I get so scared I ran out of that church like a dog with his tail between his legs? It was as I was looking at the pizza stones and paddles that I realized something. I have been in a singles ward for the past 12 years. Twelve. That means I have been in a singles ward for more years as a member of the church than a family ward. Clearly nothing to brag about but when it comes to singles wards I can do it my sleep. The new semester meet and greet, the Munch and Mingle, the Linger Longer, the Break the Fast, or the weekly Ward Prayers and FHEs.
But this family ward business... Well tonight clearly shows how armature I am. So instead I bought myself a kitchen tool to make myself feel better and I'll spend the rest of my evening watching My Fair Lady by myself. Who needs friends anyway, right?