Mostly I have been consumed with moving and unpacking. My back is killing me, and I have been falling asleep by 9:00 each night. However I did take a few days to attend my 45th high school reunion last weekend. I had a fine time, reconnecting with people I literally haven’t seen since 1973. I never lived at home after my freshman year in college, and I went to a different college than most of my friends. We had just lost touch until Facebook came along. One of my friends started to “collect” people from HS, and through him I reconnected with a number of them too.
Now to the not so fun. I expected more people I knew to be there, and I was disappointed that some who lived close didn’t come. I met lots of people I knew by name, but none of my special friends. I also think that a lot of people my age must have lost their hearing since the music was so loud I had a pounding headache by 9:00 when I finally gave up to head to my hotel room. I just felt I didn’t have much in common with the vast majority of people there. I hadn’t lived in the state for many years, had a different type of job, and obviously different political leanings as I discovered from casual conversation.summary: I enjoyed myself, but I doubt I will go to another.
Now back to unpacking!