All By Myself

We Lisas have been extraordinarily quiet lately, haven’t we? Silence is not our normal state, and we need to break out of this disturbing new trend. This Lisa has no explanation for the lack of blogging.

Unless, of course, I can count my recent addiction to House Hunters and Property Virgins as a reasonable excuse. A competent psychologist might suggest that all this television viewing is simply a way to avoid the problems in my life. Or it might be that I have no air-conditioning and the basement tv room is the only cool place in the house. But, it is strange that while I’m suddenly focused on house shows, TOL is casting aside almost 30 years of best friendship and moving over 1,000 miles away.

Yes, she is deserting me. She’s decided that the flashy charms of a warm climate and a new condo trump a two bedroom home in rural Michigan with its interestingly variable seasons. Just because we’ll still talk every other day does not mean she is forgiven for this abandonment. In fact, lonely and sad, I have decided that Mary Minke, our main character from Will Steal for Shoes, is my new best friend. I have made a facebook page for her and we are now official friends. If you’re on fb, stop by and befriend Mary. (She only has a couple friends right now, and how sad is that?) I can guarantee she will keep you updated on shoes, classic cars and gross rationalizations of what may be perceived by some as selfish behavior.

Speaking of selfish behavior, TOL here (The Other Lisa): Is it really that far (1,000 miles) to Florida from Michigan? And I have to drive? Yuck, might have changed my mind had I known that.

Then again, I am now president of the “People should clean out their houses every 25 years whether needed or not” fan club. My house is now on the market and has never looked better. Might have changed my mind had I only known how refreshing it is here now, with all this clean breathing space.

Then again, the lure of cable TV calls… Who relegates their beloved (TV) to the basement, I ask? It would be like putting one’s computer in a closet!

Change is both good and bad, although I will concede the perspective is very different for the changee vs. the changer. In my role as changer I have thrown the other-other Lisa into the unrequested and undesired role of changee. The same can be said for my husband’s parents and my only sister, all of whom remain steadfast in their hatred of all places hot and humid (*with the exception of my mother-in-law, who I think would secretly love to join us if she could take her house with her). I have upset the apple cart, and for that I am a penitent sinner. Not grieved enough to suffer the lack of cable TV and another S.A.D. (seasonal affective disorder) winter, but sorry enough that I will certainly expect occasional visits, even if it means I have to travel back to the land of sunlessness, dead leaves and (shudder) snow. If you can’t beat ’em into the sand and surf submission, join ’em in the North, I always say. Something like that.

P.S. Silence is only golden when you’re sitting in a perfectly clean house, and we all know how long that lasts. Otherwise, befriend Mary Minke, spend more time on facebook and enjoy the good life, wherever you are!


22 responses to “All By Myself

  1. I must say that a sunny Florida morning is hard to top, palm fronds brushing a warm blue sky, the cry of the gulls, half a grapefruit with sugar sprinkled on top for breakfast… I would reframe the move of TOL as a vacation opportunity for the other-other Lisa.

    Are you guys on Skype? It’s face-to-face communication, and if you just talk computer to computer, it’s free. 🙂

  2. I know it’s hard to keep up those long distace friendships when one of you is in the witness protection program, but I have confidence that you’ll rise to the challenge.

  3. It’s true, actually TOL is not going to Florida. She doesn’t yet know she’s scheduled to move to Nunavut. What a fun surprise it will be!

  4. I’m glad I’ve finally gotten around to visiting your blog. It’s delightful! I wish I could move somewhere warm and humid (sorry first Lisa). Winters here in Alberta are pretty harsh, and this summer has been no picnic, either. Thanks for making me smile.

    • I’m embarrassed to say the first time I went to Toronto as an adult (late spring) I packed like an Eskimo and sweated my igloo off. I assumed the Great White North to be nothing but snow and ice year-round. Such is my hatred off all things white and fluffy, including Persian cats and poodles.
      Thanks for stopping by, we hope you’ll visit regularly: I’ll have a guest room now for a change!

  5. Pingback: Mental Disorders 101

  6. My best friend of 30 years hit the road and moved to Florida in 1989. I’m still here, enjoying the interestingly variable seasons. We’re still best friends, so this can indeed work out for The Lisas. In the meantime, me and Mary – we’re tight.

    • Besides, the best years of our life were spent in the same mental state; it’s all down hill from now on – nothing but bunions and dementia and…why did I mention onions? Neither of us like onions.
      Mary is happy to have you as her fb friend, she may not be a social butterfly but she needs love (and sunshine) like the rest of us.

  7. Oh Dear…that is sad and exciting!
    Good friendships never die so no problem there.
    I must say I prefer variable seasons..makes life more interesting…in Cape Town we can get all four seasons in one day…keeps you on your toes.

    • The official Michigan motto: If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes.
      You are right about the friendship, TOL has assured me she will haunt me even in the great beyond. How cool is that?

  8. Of course, now I can’t get the “By Myself” song out of my head. This is heartbreaking, but you will both survive. Well, maybe not. Wishing you well~

    • I have had that wretched tune in my head ever since I write this blog–I think that might be even more heart-breaking than TOL’s impending move.

  9. I am VERY happy that the Lisa who is moving to Florida, is moving to Florida. That’s probably because I’m her Mom. I figure her in-laws had her next door for 25 years and now it’s my turn. Although she won’t be right next door, she won’t be far. She and her main man will love it here and they can take care of us in our old age. The other Lisa will just have to visit until the day that we can move her here too!

  10. I’m a bit sad to hear the news and, yet, now you have a warm place to visit! And a reason to buy one of those hawaiian, flowery shirts!

    • Too true! Got that guest room ready yet, Lis? I’m scheduled on a red-eye tonight. See ya soon!

      • I’ll pick you up at the airport…but it will help if you tell me which one. I’m nearly back on track – new blog to follow soon.

  11. I am missing The Lisas. Remember, it doesn’t matter where you live, WordPress works the same everywhere. (*sniff*)

  12. PS Don’t make me blog alone, you two. I did it for quite some time and I didn’t like it at all.

    • I started a blog a couple of days ago, but when I returned to it today I was overcome by heartache. At least I’m claiming was the reason I stared at it for several moments, thinking, “What the heck did I mean by that!”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s