A Treasure Found at Home

darts

Originally uploaded by Hjem.

yesterday was again a hard day. i made the decision to leave my women’s circle because i wasn’t getting a lot out of it. maybe i should have told them i was considering it, but… we’ve talked so much about changing the format and yet it never happens; which makes me think it must be working for them.

plus the moving thing i talked about below.

sp guy invited me to dinner and darts to help get my mind off things. today is his trainer’s birthday, so they were celebrating early. (happy birthday, ray!)

it did the trick. there was something about the peacock that reminded me of the oui, where we used to hang out in college. although, perhaps blissfully, the oui didn’t have karaoke.

and no one tried to teach me to throw darts until much later in university. the drinking and the darts and the smoking and the pool all sort of reminded me of my abusive ex — and yet i felt very very safe and appreciated and respected by even the people i’d just met that night.

i wan’t a heck of a lot better at throwing, but somehow that didn’t matter at all.