My job keeps me from being a complete hermit

The college is closed today for the Martin Luther King Jr. Birthday holiday. That means I didn't go to work today. And, in turn, that means I've been by myself all day, except of course for the company of Cleo and Jaz (who sleep some 20 hours a day).

My job keeps me from being a complete hermit. I'm not a social person. While at work, I interact with people (usually by email) on work-related projects and do some workplace socializing with my co-workers.

There are a few core people in my life: My husband, my son, and my Mom.

Even though we don't see each other regularly or keep in contact by phone or email regularly, I consider Paula my closest friend and share with her my deepest thoughts and feelings. We became friends while she worked with me from 2002-2004.

Tj and I worked together from 2002-2006 and had lunch or coffee together every few weeks; now we talk or see each other every 6 months or so.

A budding friendship with someone I clicked with in mid-2003 when we met at Kaiser faded away toward the end of 2005. We are close in age and similar in some ways, but she's in a place in her life very different from where I am: 2 young boys vs. adult children living on their own, stay-at-home mom vs. always worked, husband with very lucrative high-level office job vs. husband who loves his blue collar average-salary job, difficult mother-in-law vs. no mother-in-law, big family vs. small family.

My "best friends" friendship of 29 years ended early last year. It had been fading for a long time. I hope she is happy.

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Enough melancholy! Bill got home from work as I was writing and editing and editing some more. Need to spend time with someone besides myself and Cleo (who's been sitting either on my lap or on the desk next to me).