We decided to do a community garden. I like the idea of gardening. Smiling at the sun, whilst my hands are busy with the earth, something like this:
With some planting, success and more sun and stolen kisses. The day of the first meeting, my Husband and I were obviously extremely hungover and late. We go into a church basement and I immediately am thrown back to memories of being a preachers child. Think about what you would think cheek pinching granny zombies would look like coming at you with smoked salmon crustless sandwiches. SHUDDER. After that there were a few awkward presenters and general disorganization that I’ve learned is essential to any volunteer organization. They were taking a poll on who wanted to help out: I was immediately (in my mind) like “NO!”. I do NOT want to build the boxes. I do not want to go to a meeting once a month to talk about gardening. I do not want to take charge of a newsletter. I just want to plant my shit and smile at my fellow gardeners.
I’m not even going to apologize for sounding as though I am a horrible person. I’m assuming that you have already passed your judgement.
I didn’t tell my husband until last weekend that I had burning resentment toward this gardening adventure I had signed us up for. Husband was just like HUGE DRAMATIC SIGH. I ignored him (healthy? who knows) but it ate at me. The next day, he brought up my lacking “stick-to-itdness” when we were talking about the golf lessons I’ve signed up for (which, in truth, I’m dreading, I suck at golf, I’m doing it for a) work and b) retirement).
On Monday, I sent Husband an email. “Hey babe – this “non-stick-to-it-ness” thing you brought up over 48 hours ago – do you think it’s a bad thing or a good thing? Husband replied “it’s sometimes good and sometimes bad, it’s just a “Mereism”.
Hence this post was born.
An “ism” is defined by Wikipedia as a noun when referring to a set of ideologies (mostly used in philosophy). Warning – I’m about to launch into an introspective dialogue.
I love this “Mereism” thing. It makes me unique. I’m sure that we all have our “ism’s” I think it would be cool to hear what other people’s “Ism’s” are.
- Overanalyze everything (there must be a deeper meaning? I must be missing something??);
- Take a shame over hang over to really reflect on all of my worst attributes;
- Overshare most things about myself;
- Give awkward hugs at all times;
- Feel extreme anxiety about starting anything new;
- Try and make people feel good about themselves always – because people are great! (unless you’re not great, I’ve tried to make you feel great, but you’re really just an asshole);
- Constantly bitch about “Guzzy” (my belly, that won’t get thin even though I eat hamburgers, pizza drink beer and wine??? I don’t understand…);
- Try to be as hilarious as possible;
- Definitely overbook myself so that I have and anxiety attack and cancel all my plans to cry at home in my room for a day. (it’s true).
There are likely more but there is a few! I must go to work now and stop lollygagging here on this blog.