Seeker of Happiness

$12 Tote Bags and Some Happy Thoughts

Carrie Lynn6 Comments

So there's this girl that lives in my building. She's really, REALLY nice. She has a baby about Georgia's age. She's about my age. I feel like we could be friends.

But she runs. Like, for fun. And she's an accountant. Yeah. An ACCOUNTANT.

She doesn't like to read.
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I don't feel like I can talk to this girl. How am I going to be friends with a girl who ENJOYS running AND accounting but DOESN'T enjoy reading?!

Talking to her makes me nervous. Not because she's unkind or even dull, it's just that I feel like I have nothing to say to her. I can't complain about how much I hate exercising or how I use my husband more than the calculator on my phone when I'm trying to determine if the sale is worth it or not. I bet she doesn't drink Diet Coke. I bet she flosses everyday.

You guys. The only way I can talk to her about books is if she has seen the movie. THE MOVIE!

Look, it's not like I'm not gonna try. I'm gonna try to hang out with her. But seriously- she makes me nervous.