This is one of those rare occurrences where I’ll let Suz’s lame placeholder title remain.
I’m not exactly sure what Suz’s uber-productive mentality when I’m in absentia says about our relationship.
Does my semi-slothlike presence hinder her naturally occurring sparks of ingenuity and creativity?
This girl makes lists when I’m gone. Projects galore. Baking to excess.
When I arrived in Raleigh after a visit to the Bluegrass on the 30th, her enthusiasm for all that she had accomplished in the days prior was palpable. A light box had (nearly) been constructed, multiple parties had been hosted, and pounds of deliciousness concocted, simmered, and spiced. Then I settle into the family home and we spend a day lounging around watching Mad Men.
Was it me? Did I suck the life out of the room of this productive family? Or was I welcome reprieve, a counterbalance?
Yeah, I’ll go with that for my own self esteem.
I’ll be making my return to Charleston this afternoon. Hope you got your shot at partaking in Suzanne’s creativity while it lasted.
Perhaps changing this whole situation should have been my worthwhile New Year’s resolution.
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