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Queens Backyard BBQ

Attended a backyard BBQ deep in Queens Saturday afternoon.
Saw friends I haven't seen in a while.
Saw some friends I haven't seen in YEARS.
It rained hard.

Most of my friends were there with their kids.
Some had more kids than when I saw them last.
There was a blow-up kiddie pool that was set up in the backyard.
The kids splashed around in it, through the downpour.

One of the guests asked me,
"Weren't you supposed to get married the last time I saw you?"
I explained that I was,
and I didn't,
and that that was probably for the best.
I said that I was okay.
That I had turned a corner.
She asked, "What do you mean by 'turned a corner'...?"
I smiled and shook my head and said,
"Nothing."




Oddly, these are the feeling I have about going home and seeing my high school friends-- which I don't really do anymore, with a few exceptions.
There's an odd, to me at least, pattern that many of my high school friends intermarried, divorced, and are now dating/remarrying each other. I'm not from a small place either, many of them never made friends in university, so are still in that same group of friends from high school.
When I moved to the US a few years after college, I was the crazy person uprooting their life for someone else. When that relationship failed, I never made big news of it. The first time I went home after we split, there were questions like "why didn't he come back with you? and "when's the ring coming?" Nothing like having to repeat the "he dumped my sorry ass" story multiple times, sometimes in the same day.
Now, many of them are settling down and having families, or extending the ones they had, and they're asking me when I'm going to do the same, and all I can think is "I'm less than a year into a new start up, why would I do that to myself?"
Only to realize that many of them don't know I've moved on to Imzy.
Don't get me wrong, I don't regret any of my decisions, or where I've ended up. As one of the many people that was expected to get married, get a good government job, pop out the babies, etc, etc, I've done none of that, and I'm perfectly OK with that.
My marriage was an absolute failure and I am so grateful I didn't let him pressure me into having kids. It would have been a disaster.
Turns out. Years later. I'm not the "having kids type" not even really the "marriage type" to be honest. I am totally satisfied making things work with my partner.
I can't imagine getting hitched and having kids in the midst of getting Imzy off the ground. You all work so damn hard I don't know how you have time for anything else!
Also @Zork it seems like you ended up doing pretty well yourself. Sometimes it's nice to not be tied to another person's hopes and dreams. Gives you the ultimate freedom to do whatever you damn well please!
Doing "pretty well" is perhaps an overly-generous assessment of where I am at this point in history, but I am trying to get back on track.
That rain is lovely, I love rain!
Wow that's a rude ass question, geez..
Yeah, ouch!
Ummm...WHAT??
Well, looky who decided to show up finally!!
I think I made a wrong left somewhere...
I can't believe you actually signed up! Now you have to add a little profile pic featuring Jet Li circa 1997.
You know, I'm working with people born in the GODDAMN 1990s??
I'm glad you got to see folks you haven't seen in ages. Sorry if it got weird and awkward, I can dig it...
It wasn't that weird -- no weirder than usual. Just constant reminders that I'm not married with kids.
I'm married, and my husband is engaged with 2 kids. Wrap yer head around that one haha.
you're mekkin my brains hurteds... help me...
He left, but never divorced me. Therefore, still married.
I remain unsure why people are obsessed with what I hear are called "life scripts!"
Gimme my life script, dammit!
Nnnnnooo!
Improv is far more hilarious!!!
GIVE... TO ME... IT'S... MINE...
Ahahaha, the life script is in BACKWARDS RUSSIAN!!!!
dat's what google translate iz for!
It's been through Google translate and back ten times for maximum fun!
Life is just a game of telephone!!!
Or the hokey pokey...