Oct 17 2008

Finally.

I may have found my outlet.

Since we moved back here to our “cowtown,” I’ve been looking for ways to get involved in the community. I want to meet people. I want to make connections and maybe even friends. I love that this town is still small enough that you see people you know almost everywhere you go, and I’d like to know more people.

As it is, I feel like we know mostly my parent’s friends. I rarely go out and see people that I know who are also my age, and even more rarely do they have kids. We have no friends with kids- did you know that? None in town, anyway. And yeah- kids aren’t everything to a friendship; they don’t make or break the deal, but it would just be nice to maybe have a few.

And I’ve tried some stuff, I really have. I’ve tried the bellydancing (which I LOVE passionately, but have no real outlet for anymore, though that may change soon, too); I tried the art scene, but I’m far too 1) married, 2) mother-y, 3) non-alcoholic, and 4) boring for that. Apparently.

I thought that maybe I could break in another way- by having Cole attend some sort of lesson. Great for both of us, right? He gets to do his gymnastics or ballet or whatever and I get to chat with other parents with children of roughly the same age. Awesome!

Except that I just couldn’t really muster the enthusiasm for gymnastics or ballet. There’s nothing wrong with them, really. I mean, I did ballet, tap, and jazz for several years as a kid and I have mostly fond memories (except for the time that the instructor thought she could “force” me into the splits and so pushed down on my shoulders with all of her weight. That memory is not so fond). But for Cole? Meh. I just couldn’t see it. He’s too cautious for gymnastics and not focused enough for dance.

Then, suddenly, I had an idea. A brilliant, shining, magnificent idea. WHAT ABOUT YOGA?!

Cole LOVES yoga. We do it at home, but I only know a few poses for him to do, and getting out and about is kind of part of the point. So I wasted no time in writing an email to the local yoga studio asking if there was a chance of ever getting a kid’s class started. Or maybe- even better- a kid AND parent class.

And what do you think happened? I got an email back today telling me that the woman who used to run the class is freshly back in town and wants to start the class again!

So this woman and I have been emailing back and forth, and it turns out that she’s my age, has a 9 mo son, and wants MY HELP getting a class together! ME!! This is exactly what I was looking for, and way more than I thought I might find. I’m more excited and inspired by this than I have been in a long time, and that’s something I really needed.

Finally.