It's really crazy... everyone I know joins a group. Book clubs maybe. Bridge games. Maj Jongg. Volunteering. Scrabble. Whatever. Me?? I never join.
First of all... how the hell do I know what I'll feel like doing on a particular day? What if I want to do something else? How I can I possibly commit to a scheduled day at a scheduled time? What if I want to just sleep until ten and take my sweet ass pretty little time getting ready to head out? I'm telling you... I'm exactly the kind of person you DON'T want in your group.
Until two weeks ago, that is. I don't know what came over me. All I know is... I got a call: MEET US AT THE JAVA PLACE. WE'RE LEARNING TO PLAY PARTNER CANASTA. Boom. Next thing I know I'm in a weekly Canasta game. HUH? I JOINED SOMETHING? Oh man... I'm in utter shock.
Turns out however, it was FUN. I DID have to tell everyone right off the bat though: BTW... I PLAY FOR FUN AND I JABBER ALL THROUGHOUT THE GAME. AND I DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT THE SCORES AND IF WE NEED DO-OVERS, THAT'LL WORK FOR ME, TOO. So it's kinda surprising they didn't kick me out lickety split.
As in: THE GIRLS TAKE THE GAME REALLY SERIOUSLY. Oops. And, they follow the rules of the game to a major T! Thus, being quick on the uptake, I decided I better get in to the expected mode but fast, and play like I've got $500 rolling on every play. Bingo. Mission accomplished. I played Canasta for the first time in 55 years!! And, I played with all the cooperation and sportsmanship I could possibly muster. I had to. We play with partners.
In the meantime, due to my face lift... I told the girls last week, come to my house Monday and I'll serve lunch and then we'll play Canasta afterwards. Which I did. However... good thing I made PLENTY of lunch! I was expecting five of us, I think but next thing I know... my door bell kept ringing and ringing and ringing and yippee! Who knew... extras arrived! Apparently one friend spoke to another who spoke to another and bingo. There was eight of us in no time at all. Talk about pushing the limits of my kitchen dining table!
In the end, I have to say I had a ball. First of all, it was great having everyone here yet again and second of all, I got to eat a perfectly fine lunch and third of all, I loved playing Canasta for a couple of hours. Which only means... EEKS. I CAVED. I JOINED A GROUP. I COMMITTED TO A SCHEDULE EVERY MONDAY AFTERNOON. Whoa. Now THERE'S a switch up I never saw coming.
I can promise you however... I'll never join a book club. I love choosing my own books to read and I like to take my time in doing so. Unless of course every book the club chooses is about the British Monarchy. For THAT?? Boom. Count me in, no questions asked. Besides, for that club, I wouldn't even have to read. I know everything about everything on that topic ALREADY. Can YOU name all of Queen Victoria's children? Trust me... I can.