The old highschool reunion. Twenty years since I done graduated and immediately started working full time. Twenty years is a long time.
I wasn't much of anything in high school. I'd gone from viola to the journalism class (where I was editor of the school newspaper for a couple of years), from art to weightlifting, from AEP to AP. I'd traded in my nerdly attempts at being cool with a nerdly attempt at not caring. I wore the same clothes as everyone, had the same mullet as everyone, kept all my belongings in a backpack and a year-round Levis jacket, and didn't get a driver's license until I was almost 18. I had the same girlfriend from the age of 15 to about 19 or so. My acquaintances were mostly in the upper echelon of that school's caste, but I was a journeyman, one of those guys who moves from Mexican gangster parties to preppie country club cotillions to the occasional goat roping. I think my mobility, socially, had something to do with not being truly involved in anyone's life. Since I lived so far away from town and had no car, my closest friends and my girlfriend all lived within four miles of me, and with the exception of the girl were all not in my graduating class.
So, its obvious that my only choice is to spend $1k to get there and back + hotel + car to see a whole load of people that I'm fairly ambivalent about. And of all of the people in my circle of friends, my wife and I are the only ones without kids. Thus, we'll have little to talk about. Oh, wait, there is one guy who doesn't have kids, but he has dogs....like ten of them. Replacement for the kids he can't have, from what I can tell.
All of this, though, will actually be sort of fun. I'm not annoyed by it, but I am curious as to why I even want to go. Amy will be there, and that'll be awkward...she's got this version of me marching around in her head on quiet nights, though not often, and I'm curious what she's like now. There's a lot of females in my list of friends, and the only people I really want to see happen to be women. Odd. I didn't have many close male friends in my class...my closest male friends were a year younger or a year older, and none of them live in that town any longer.
There's a negative financial aspect to it. My brother just hit me up for a not insignificant loan, and my sister-in-laws have each needed bailouts very recently. We had some other unscheduled expenses, and we're a one income household, so spending this sort of cash to go on a vacation would be OK...if it were a vacation someplace exciting. Gah. Maybe I should have pressed for the reunion to take place on neutral ground. New York City or Denver or Chicago or Boston or Italy.
Odd. I'll have to report on it in the most gonzo way that I can while still maintaining my employer's strict standards of behavior.
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