I just got home from a friend's Halloween party. Everyone else, including E, is continuing the party at a local bar. I really didn't want to go, so I bailed. I feel like I should have stayed. I want to want to do the social thing...but it's hard for me for some reason.
The past couple of months I have been making a concerted effort to go out more. That all kind of fell apart this week. Since last Saturday, I skipped a concert that I was really looking forward to, missed a wrap-up party for my soccer team, and I didn't dress up for Halloween for work on Friday.
Don't get me wrong, I am perfectly happy to be a homebody. I like to be here in my comfort zone. I just feel like it shouldn't be so hard for me to not stay home. I don't know. Maybe it would be easier for me if I had more friends that wanted to do anything other than drink in a noisy, crowded bar. I think I am becoming an old.
Oh dear.
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