I suppose it goes without saying that I never joined the gym. If I had, you’d surely have read about it here.
My heart just wasn’t into it, and I took too long to act on my initial enthusiasm. So, I took that as a sign that it wasn’t meant to be and I decided not to join. Continue reading
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy buying gifts.
I think it’s a fun creative exercise of sorts, and a test of how well I know someone or what they’d like.
And I think I’m good at it — usually — or at least I’m told I give great gifts.
For example, I was supposed to go fishing a couple weeks ago with a friend of mine for his birthday. The trip didn’t work out, so I bought him fish of a different variety, the Swedish kind.
And I also have no problem buying a bottle of wine or something when I go over to someone’s new house or apartment, or spending extra if I find a gift I particularly like, even if I know it won’t be reciprocated.
Similarly, and please don’t get me wrong on this point especially, I am happy for all my friends’ marriages, births, and other special occasions. Continue reading
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