I love my friends. A lot. Unfortunately, one of them is moving away at the end of the summer and while my favorite RI lady is still here, she’s ready to spread her wings and explore a new local. If/when that happens, I’m kind of going to be stuck here alone.

Now yes, I have other friends, but these ladies are two of my closest and at 26 years old, I’m kind of at a loss as to where to meet new ones if they up and leave. I’m not pregnant, so showing up at Mommy and Me classes would just label me as creepy and that’s not a great way to start off a friendship. I’m not in college, so there’s no classes or dorm hallways to meet someone. And there might be Match.com for dating, but even friend sites like Facebook aren’t really a friend breeding ground.

I was thinking about this at 9 a.m. as I lay on my back at physical therapy waiting for the PT to come back in and remove the elctrodes from my arm. I like my PT. I like herΒ a lot. We have a lot to talk about during my bi-weekly visit and she’s funny. She’s totally the type of person I can see myself grabbing a drink with, except, I have no idea how to go about that.

How exactly does one make friends? It has always seemed so organic in the past so I can’t really pinpoint a moment where two people go from acquaintances to a real life friendship.

I haven’t dated in, oh, seven years, and when I did date, well, I didn’t have to do a lot of work. If making friends is like dating, then I think I need a refresher course because it looks like I’m going to have to do some legwork.

Want to be my friend?