I was eating my Luigi Lemon Ice when Clark told me tonight that he thought our life was boring. Boring.
I thought about this for a moment and sighed quietly. I said I like boring though.
Clark clarified since he could see the look on my face, wonder of what he meant. "Not like I want to go cause trouble. But we really don't have friends. Friends that we go do things with." We arched named off one person that we thought was friend material that we have done things with but both had a reason why we didn't see them more often.
We really don't have people that we hang out with, for one reason or another. Clark and I are opposites when it comes to people. I tend to hide in the background and he stands in the middle, greeting everyone he sees! That and he loves old people.
*I just need to set the record straight. It's not like I don't like old people. I just haven't had the best of luck with them. 3/4 of my grandparents are gone and some old people are crotchety. But Clark just adores them. And that's totally fine because he doesn't expect me to like what he likes. And that's awesome!!
But I like coming home after working and, if I'm lucky, going to the gym and hanging with my little family! I like my little safety area and where I feel comfortable. I am a strange person. People that know me either love me or hate me. I don't have many people that fall into the middle of the road. I honest and sometimes Clark has to tell me, that I don't have to say everything that comes into by head. I usually think what I have to say is LIFE CHANGING!
I have to admit that at least once, I have been in a store, didn't really want to talk to anyone, and saw someone I just didn't feel like talking to. So I quickly turned away and want to another isle. Sorry to the people that noticed this. It's me, not you, mostly. Sometimes it's you.