Today was the annual brunch of our condo building put on by the ‘social committee’. I have to give them credit for pulling these events, of which there are about 3 per year, together - it takes a real sense of community and camaraderie to pull off - something I struggle to have on a daily basis.
I am, by nature, a solitary sort.
A hermit, if you will.
Borderline recluse.
In other words, it takes a great deal of energy for me to attend one of these things as I’ve pretty much lost my ability to make small talk - as they say, “use it or lose it” - and this adage, it seems, applies to so many things - including the social graces.
My partner had mentioned the other day that we might go but I put it down to ‘just talk’.
I was wrong.
And terrified.
This morning he was preparing to go and I was trying to feign some illness or something but he wasn’t buying it - in the end, I had to go as he promised we’d only stay for 20 minutes at the most.
An hour and a half later, we finally made it back upstairs.
You know what?
It wasn’t as bad as all that.
In fact, it was quite enjoyable.
It’s not every day that the people in a building get together and actually get along and have fun - at least in my experience.
I lived in New York for 12 years and I don’t think I ever met any of my neighbours - in fact, I rarely saw them.
But it was a beautiful day for a brunch and instead of having it on the roof terrace, it was held in the back garden - a feature of the building that not many know about. In fact, one woman who’s lived in the building for 26 years, had no idea it was there.
Well, there you go - if you don’t explore, you’ll never know.
I, on the other hand, had not only seen it but had spent time there - brief though it might have been.
I may be mildly misanthropic, but I do go out of the house - on occasion.
Anyway, I was glad I went because we’ve got new people in the building and it was a perfect time to get to know them a bit better.
And to learn if they need to be avoided.
By the way - they do not.
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