This weekend was jam-packed with out-of-the-ordinary situations. For one thing it was the weekend of my high school class’ 20th reunion. I can hardly believe it myself! I did not go to the reunion (and have already been labeled a party pooper, so no need to continue in that vein), but I did manage to get together with my two best friends from high school the morning after the reunion. Honestly I think it was the perfect setup: I got to hear all about the reunion without having to subject myself to the small talk, the chit-chat, the meander down Memory Lane…and the hugging.
If you’ve been a follower of this blog for a little while, you know I’m not really a hugger. In case you don’t click over, let me just clarify, I’m not against hugging, I’m just not an initiator. And besides that, (probably because hugging does not come naturally to me) I think I over-analyze each and every hug.
So, I ask you, are you…
a. a ‘one arm, cheek press’ hugger
b. a ‘let’s get this over with’ hugger
c. a ‘give it everything you’ve got’ hugger
d. an ‘I can make this awkward without even trying’ hugger
Please tell me! I personally am a ‘if we must, we must’ hugger. 🙂
