Guest Blog Series written by my dear friend, an epic graphic designer and a rad chic in my life book, Caitlin Wharton. Featured every Wednesday for Wharton Wednesdays! Read on and enjoy: ____________________________________________________________________________________________________
I am back on the friend-dating scene, mi compadres.
Week in review
After last Wednesday’s post, something unexpected happened. I had friends texting me, replying to my want ad, saying things like ‘FINALLY’ and ‘I have been here for years and don’t have my tribe yet, either!’. I had outright down-on-one-knee proposals and friends setting me up with that cute blonde that they know saying we were ‘made for each other!’ To say I was floored would be a gross understatement.
Week 1 approach: Hard-to-get
Thursday rolls by and I nonchalantly add my new friends to Facebook, lazily hit reply to the messages and generally be an all-around jerky friend, waiting for my new friends to make the first move. Busy with freelance work (read: self-absorbed), and a new job (read: excuses!), I skate through the weekend and by Monday I realize I’ve put no effort into actually hanging out with these new remarkable human beings who, wait for it… WANT to be my friends.
Now it’s noon on Tuesday and I get invited to a beach-side BBQ by a co-worker who is throwing a party for her friends Amy and Trevor, in town for a wedding. For 1 full year, these totally awesome people lived on the same block as me, had a dog the same age as my pup, Oscar and we would strike up casual conversation and joke around daily as the dogs played together in the field. We’d grab the leashes and say see-ya-later. Then one day they said see ya long-later – they were moving to Ontario to start anew.
So naturally, we go to the BBQ and to no one’s surprise, we have so much fun getting to know our dog-park friends in a non-dog-park setting. My boyfriend Mike and I leave the BBQ and sitting at home we’re filled with a whole lotta “they’re-actually-really-awesome”’s and “i-wish-we-would-have-gotten-to-know-them-better’s”. One year of playing hard to get with the dog park neighbors? Yeah, doesn’t work in the world of friend-dating. Just like desk-side texting, and facebook-adding doesn’t work when you’re building your tribe.
Friend-dating truthbomb #1
Put it out to the universe, baby! You, too, would be shocked to find out just how many people are looking.
Friend-dating truthbomb #2
Get off yo ass. Good friends aren’t hard to find. They’re all right under your little nose as you’re too busy throwing green tennis balls.
Dana, Tess, Alia – look out. You gals are next. xo