I wandered through the bowling alley at first, looking for my friend and her fiance. She said she was inside, no longer in the bar. But, when I found her fiance, he and his friend were in the bar and she was outside grabbing the paper that showed the house they had just bought. Very cool. Very happy for them. Looking forward to their housewarming party.
We waited for our lane for about two hours... loosening up a bit over some drinks. The conversation was entertaining and the company was good. The beers were tasty and once we got a lane, the game was fun. My final score was a 79. Certainly not great but I wasn't comparing mine to theirs... I'll keep it in mind for next time to see if I can beat myself. Not being in competition with your friends is good. Being in competition with yourself is even better.
Normally I would have kind of freaked out about having to wait so long. I really felt like bowling a few games, not sitting around drinking only... I wanted to bowl AND drink, honestly. But... as a co-worker mentioned to me yesterday... "best laid plans". The plan was to bowl right away, at 7:30. But it seems there were other things in the works. Leagues and others who had gotten there before us were taking their turn. It just wasn't meant to be... at least not immediately. We had to wait. And as usual, my "theme" in life comes up... patience. We checked in with the guys behind the counter a couple times. The final time they said they did have a lane but had failed to call our name. They didn't mention the failure, of course... it was just apparent. Eh. I don't get worked up about stuff like that. We found out, that's what was important. It may have been a little later than planned but really it just worked out the way it was supposed to. And with the way it worked out, I got to know a couple people better, which is always good. Knowing who my friends are and knowing the people they keep company with is important to me. I just recently have been discovering this about myself. I also spent exactly my budget, not over... not under... exactly. Which is also good. And I was not available to someone who needs to know I'm not always available at their beck and call. (Got a text I didn't notice until I got home... an hour after it was sent.)
So... there really are reasons for waiting and there are reasons we have to sometimes wind our path a new way... after all, best laid plans.
A man's heart plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps. —Proverbs 16:9
I'm pretty sure God knows what He's doing. (Or the "universe" as my one friend puts it.)
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