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So what's new with you?

Yes, the dreaded question...What is new with me? Sad to say, nothing much. I got this question from an ex-colleague earlier this week (you know who you are Tony), and while mortifying to answer, at least I still have working friends who deign to give me a call now and then.

I have accepted that it may only be a matter of time before the bonds of friendship get weakened without the cement of commiserating over our work or child-rearing travails, but I have hope. I do have one friendship that has endured. This, despite the fact that my friend doesn't have children, is a professional career woman, and I've only seen her once in 4 years since we moved states. So why is that?

I've mulled it over in my head and in my usually insightful self, I have concluded that despite the fact that our conversations have been about many things, the essence of our discussions have largely been about one thing - relationships. Our respective relationships with our careers, bosses, spouses, hobbies, religion...you get the idea. So when we talk it is not so much about the particulars as it is the broader question of how things are changing or have changed for us and how we feel about it. (Yes, I can hear my husband groaning now..."Feelings..schmeelings...!!")

But back to my friend Tony. He was very flattering and asked what he could do to get a mention on my blog - well Tony there you have it, not much! You didn't even have to talk about needing to get back to work or study something so you don't become more "slug-like" as one stay-at-home friend said.

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cmcmpt said…
Woohoo, I'm famous! All it took was a little "subtle" lobbying. I'd write more but I'm off to a meeting.

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