A few minutes of company
Pleasure in easy companionship
Mundane chatter about nothing
Twenty minutes of a return to before
Being friends is no longer an everyday pastime
Long lunches distant memories
Yoga classes no more
Children change everything
And, most days, it’s a fair exchange
I managed a short lunchtime walk with a dear friend this week. They’re few and far between these days. Once upon a time, lunch hours were, well, lunch hours. An hour spent at a yoga class with colleagues who became friends, or eating and then walking laps of the leafy business park. These days I don’t take a lunch hour, so that I can finish at a sensible time and actually see my children in the evening.
That means friendships are sporadic, catching fleeting moments and trying to cram weeks or months worth of catching up into encounters measured in minutes rather than hours. I don’t even remember the last time we managed a girls night out. Lunch once a month with whoever can make it is almost manageable.
But the sheer ridiculous joy of this ridiculous pair of numpties is worth it (almost all of the time).
How do you manage to maintain your friendships between work and kids and everything else?