kickball

Hum de dum

I’m not sure why, but I’ve been feeling sort of anti-social lately, and when I try to be social, I don’t feel fully present. So, what have I done since Bunnarchy? Not a ton…

Last week it was really, really nice for two days, and I spent them solo. That was sort of by choice, sort of not. I suppose I didn’t make a huge effort, and was mostly fine spending time with my Kindle instead of people. I was sort of tired of trying: trying to be pleasant, trying to make small talk, and trying to be interested. Being alone was just easier, and I wanted easy.

The last time I did a Meetup event was a brunch over a month ago. Since then, I’ve skipped a wine and book swap and a book club discussion (granted I didn’t have the book with me for the latter, and hadn’t read it in eight years). I just couldn’t convince myself to go. I kept overthinking how hard I thought it could be, even though the other events I’d gone to had been mostly fine. I’m planning to go to a happy hour/free movie Meetup next week, though, so we’ll see.

I have spent more time with my kickball team, including going to a party with a few of them for someone on their other team. I met some cool people there, but didn’t really feel like drinking too much, so I didn’t feel very fun toward the end of the night. (I did stay longer than I said I would, though, so that counts for something, right?) I appreciated being invited and included, though, and they’ve talked about adding me to that team, as well. (If that happens, I’m going to have to play a lot better than I did in our last game!)

I went to two Sounders games in the last week, but that’s a little deceptive with regards to how social I was. The first game on Saturday was a last-minute thing and extremely wet. I was super hungover from a work party the day before, so I didn’t have any alcohol and went straight home after the win. Yesterday I went with a friend and her co-workers, meeting up beforehand at Elysian. Her boyfriend was with her and we didn’t get much of a chance to hang out, but I did talk a lot with her boyfriend’s friend. She and I were kind of the outsiders there, and it turns out we had a bit in common!

So, I hope I start feeling differently about being putting myself out there soon. I wonder if I just got burned out from making so much of an effort in late March/early April, and maybe a quick trip to Arizona this weekend will help. Fingers crossed!

Open Mouth Baby Kisses, and other meetups

One of the ways I decided to meet people this year was through joining an Underdog kickball team as an individual. I’d subbed before (and played Sloshball), so I figured it was a safer bet than something requiring a bit more athletic skill, like softball.

There are an astounding THIRTEEN teams in my league, so three (including mine) had byes the first week. A few of us decided to use the free Sunday as an opportunity to meet each other, and while not many people actually showed up, it was still a good idea. We got beers at Leny’s and make small talk, which I was only somewhat awkward with. (And, surprise surprise, I was the token native Seattleite.) We considered heading to a nearby field to kick the ball around, but that didn’t happen, which is unfortunate, since it was actually a rare GORGEOUS March day. And…we may have settled on a team name (Open Mouth Baby Kisses) that I only mentioned in passing as an example of a non-kickball-pun name that a co-worker used for one of her teams.

This past Sunday was our first actual game, and I got to the field about 30 minutes beforehand. Some of my new teammates were there early, as well, and we made introductions while throwing the ball around, waiting for the previous game to wrap up. Everyone is super nice, and very supportive. Several have played together on other teams, and they were great about base coaching and offering tips. (I’d played kickball, but not for a while under sober conditions.) I didn’t see any action in the outfield, but I got on base four times, scored twice, and would have scored another time, if the third out of an inning hadn’t happened at the same time I crossed home. After our 13-5 win, a few of us headed to a bar for beers and free nachos. It was fun getting to know them a little better, and just having casual conversation with people again. I found out one of the guys even teaches in the small school district I grew up attending. We’ll see how the rest of the season goes, but we’re off to a good start! Maybe this weekend we’ll even be able to field a full team!

The following day, I attended my first meetup for a ladies-only group (with the pretty lame name Happy Girls Are Prettiest). The organizer had bought four tickets to one of the Aziz Ansari shows, and I’m so glad I went. Even though some of the jokes were the same as on his newest special, he’s great live (and the audience participation was awesome.) But, more importantly, I met three cool women and got some practice at both making small talk and asking get-to-know-you-type questions. I think that’s a brain muscle I need to work on a little more, but practice makes perfect and I’m planning to go to two more meetups with the same group this weekend. Progress, right? I hope?