Trying to Mingle

There was a birthday party on our floor on Saturday. Ours is an apartment with lots of children so I'm glad to get rid of mine for a couple of hours anyday. But this time the mother came and insisted that we all come for dinner so after some consideration P and I went. It was awkward in the beginning because I was meeting most ladies on my floor itself after a long time but they readily accepted my excuse of the lift being very next to my house(nobody is missing me, I know). I'm in awe of people who can organise such parties and get dressed up as suited to the occasion and still not at all look hassled. I'm always suspicious that my Bohemian(better word for undisciplined)  lifestyle would leave them shocked and confine myself to the role of a listener and come back vaguely happy that I've fulfilled an obligation successfully. But yeah, I do like some of the ladies genuinely.

By the way, Rajani's daughter's birthday party was last month and I had to decline her invitation politely but firmly. Her parents were here and all our common friends were invited but I knew there was no way I could go, even alone. So I told her a mix of half-truth and half-lies and I don't know if she figured it. Sometimes one's got to choose wisely, right? Even a dog learns after being whipped for the same mistake twice.