If I could be anywhere right now, it would not be here.

This blog entry is going to be one that reveals a true peek into my world. (At this moment in time anyway.)

So, prepare yourself for something that might sound whiny. (Whining hurts my ears, so I try not to make it a habit.) 

Get ready to survey a possible protest of the pathetic sort. (If ever I am miserable & full of woe, it is usually only for a wee bit.)

You might notice someone who looks like she needs some empathy. (I don't write this for any sort of "I feel sorry for you" pat on the head.) 

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Since moving 5 months ago, I have made zero friends. I don't know anybody around here. I haven't made connections with people who would pass my "Will you be my friend?" test. I don't have any girlfriends to go to the movies with. There's no one I can call to go hang out with. No buddies to link arms with. No giggle fests with gal pals in my near future. No silly adventures with other chums.
Girls Night Out? What in the heck in the world is that?!?!

I sit in my house most days. Or run errands, solo, unless the littles accompany me.

And I am lonely.
I am ever-so-alone.
I honestly try not to think about it too much, or I fear I may find a comfortable spot of gloom.

I do know how to putter around a house rather happily. I am definitely a bona fide homebody. And, don't get me wrong, I am plenty busy every week. But when there's not even the option of calling on a friend for a visit, it's kind of, well, troubling.

I was recently talking to my mom on the phone & revealing to her my lonely state. She is one of my bestest friends ever, but lives 1258 miles away. Which, don't get me started, makes me sadder than saddest. At the end of my "all by myself" speech, she said, "Awwww....I'll draw with you."
Which made me laugh. Because, you see, I recently downloaded the "Draw Something" app on my iphone & have been playing it non-stop.
And it got me thinking. I am pretty sure that I may appear like a big fat loser without a life who should be doing something better with her time than doodling on a smartphone.
But that opponent on the other end of your doodle game? You might be their only friendly interaction all week.

So thank you to all my doodling partners—you know who you are. (And this includes my mom.) You might not even realize the true role you are playing. 

There's a group of people I'm acquainted with at church that I have been trying to get together with. My plan is to have us all go to an open mic night at a bookstore here in town. It happens twice a month. But getting together hasn't worked out due to their schedule conflicts with work & such. Today I finally said to them all, "Come on you guys! You're my only "friends"! I don't have any friends!" *Laughter all around.* They thought that was funny. I don't think they knew it wasn't a joke. But good thing I didn't sound too desperate.
I might have a companionless night alone at that bookstore. And sing a sad song into that microphone.

I think I need to end now with one big fat *SIGH*.
♥