Community

Posted by on April 8, 2010 in life in klaskyville, uncategorized | 5 comments

Hi, LJ and FB communities!  I’m not dead!  I’m not even really gone!  I just had a major deadline to meet, which consumed every waking hour and many of my sleeping ones.  Just as a word of warning – I have one more mega-deadline in the next few weeks, so I’ll likely continue to be scarce.

With that out of the way…  I love being a member of a community.  I love the feeling of "belonging", when I run into people that I know, when I share little nods of greeting, that sort of thing.  I’ve lived in the same house for almost 20 years, and I’ve had several different lives in the DC area (lawyer, librarian, author, etc.), so there are lots of groups for me to draw on when I’m out and about, looking for fellow community members to meet and greet.

Today, though, was full of more-community-than-usual, even for me.

I went to my Cult Body Sculpting class this morning, and the instructor came up to me before we began, to tell me that she’d brought me another T-shirt in my size.  After class, she gave it to me, along with two in the next size down – "aspirational" T-shirts, we decided to call them.  Cult Body Sculpting for the win!

After exercise, I went to a Knife Skills Class, with my sister-in-law and one of her friends.  We’d planned this class a while back and then had to cancel it multiple times (for snowstorm, for my foot surgery, for something else that I can’t remember), so it seemed like a minor miracle to actually get there today.  I learned wonderful things about holding knives and using them on a variety of vegetables and I had a wonderful time (and now I *have* to have a character in one of my novels learn the same skills…)  Knife Skills class for the win!

After Knife Skills, my SIL and I went to lunch at a little Vietnamese restaurant, one new to both of us.  Our waiter looked familiar, and when I asked him if we knew each other, he laughed and said that he used to work at one of my favorite Vietnamese restaurants.  Familiar waiters for the win!

After lunch, I headed over to CostCo, to restock our larder, produce bin, etc.  While at CostCo, I saw the owner of our favorite Chinese restaurant (shopping for himself, not the restaurant, judging from his cart) and a neighbor.  I also bought some *incredible* looking berries, an ambrosial pineapple, and a bunch of other goodies.  CostCo for the win!

At home, I went around the corner to our mailbox and ran into a different neighbor, and we chatted for a few minutes.  There is almost *never* anyone around here during the day, so it’s very surprising to see friendly faces when almost everyone is downtown for work.  Friendly neighbors for the win!

And that’s been my day.  A great one, so far.

Now, it’s time to finish up some freelancing work, and to wrap up a blog post for another site, for tomorrow…

And what odd communities do you consider yourself a member of?  And/or are you as thrilled to run into your peeps as I am?

Mindy, back to work

5 Comments

  1. Wow–I love a day full of wins.
    I have an assortment of communities, most of them odd by most people’s standards 🙂
    I run an artist’s cooperative shop with 50 members (and a number of former members), some of whom are also now close friends. Love *almost* all of them 🙂
    And I have my pagan community, which can range from the closeknit women in my coven to fans who come to my workshops at conventions. Love *almost* all of them, too.
    Then there is my writer’s community, some of whom I talk to almost every day via either phone or email, and many of whom I have never met. Love those guys, too!
    For a woman who lives by herself in the middle of nowhere, I sure have a lot of community!

  2. There’s a pretty big overlap on the East Coast between the sf/f convention-attending community and the SCA. The problem with this is two-fold: clothing and names. I can’t begin to count the number of times I’ve seen someone at an SCA event (especially Pennsic) that I think I know from an sf convention or vice versa… but the clothing just isn’t right. Or the name I come up with for them isn’t the right one for the occasion.

  3. I can tell I do too much Western Martial Arts: I saw ‘Knife Skills Class’ and immediately thought, “Hmm, I wonder why Mindy is learning knife fighting techniques?”

    My brain is definitely in “sword-mode” for Book 2. 🙂

    (And I even cook and want to take the same class you took….)

  4. I don’t consider the greater sf/f community particularly odd, but I did have one odd thing happen a couple weeks ago. I was walking back from the Brookville Supermarket (it’s the only place in the area that sells kosher for passover bartonettes), waiting for the light to change on the corner of Tilden and Connecticut. I was wearing one of my Dr Who t-shirts, white with the Tom Baker era diamond logo, when a woman driving by on Tilden at around 30 mph rolled down the window and yelled “whoo Dr Who!” as she went by. That’s never happened before.

  5. I live in a small town of around 25k people, next to the town where I was born and where I work.
    My dad lives three doors ahead of my evil day job. My mom lives 10 minutes away from there.
    Lots of the folks in my high school or even elementary or middle school are still around town. So we run into each other every other day.
    But it’s when I run into some unexpected friends, the ones that I know have been far away from town for a while that I do feel this sense of community.