So, I’m at the pool on Friday and there is no one there but me and the lifeguards. I swim a few laps, then switch lanes. Then swim a few more and switch again. Then half a lap and switch, then switch in the middle of the lane. A few other people show up and I switch lanes around them – careful to never get in the way. As it worked out, I finished my swim in the lane I started at.
As I got out of the pool, I prepped a story/reason why I was switching lanes – which was something I had to think about since I didn’t really have a good reason. I decided I was going to tell people that I was lucky to have made it back and that I go soooo lost out there. And that someone should really put up some markers. Then I planned to shake my head and walk away.
But no one asked. Which is a bummer because I enjoy messing with people in really trivial ways.
In other news… the last remaining balloon from my birthday back in January has finally stopped floating. It made the rounds around the house on the air currents and has finally settled behind my stereo. I’ll deflated it the rest of the way and keep it for a bit – it was a pretty good birthday.
Also, I got reminded that it was recently Jeff’s birthday. I had known it was coming up, but forgot on the actual day. Which is good, in a way. Means I’m moving on. And terrible as well because, well, I forgot. Not sure how much that really means, though, as I’m horrible at remembering anyone’s birthday. So, just a little to think about today as I update my blog and remember.