Just Thoughts

I've become a bit of a book worm lately!

I look forward to locking myself away from the rest of the world and curling up all by myself and getting lost, utterly lost, in the worlds where my books take me.

Usually I am quite, quite social. Which is evident in times such as these when I look at my calendar and realize that between now and Christmas I have something occurring every weekend!

See, I am an Air Force Brat and proud of it! I had a great upbringing on military bases. When I was growing up something was going on every Friday and Saturday night. I either had a babysitter or we were off to some one's house for a party or dinner. I thought it was great.

I have totally carried that busy, social lifestyle with me. As soon as I was old enough to have my own life and make my own plans, I ensured that I always had something fun to do on a weekend.

As I've aged *cringe* I have found myself home on the occasional Friday or Saturday evening. Now, I'm not gonna lie, this change in my social lifestyle was a bit disconcerting at first and had I not had a degree in Psychology, I would have had to go to counseling to deal with this social decline! I began to find myself at home, with out plans, just occasionally, and I would think to myself that this isn't supposed to be happening, that I should be out doing something. I would fret that we (my social circle) were turning into a bunch of old fuddy-duddies who sat at home on Friday and Saturday night and that pretty soon, I would find myself with nothing to do on all the weekends for the rest of my life! (I'm not over-dramatic or anything.) By the next weekend, I made up for the lack of plans that I suffered from the previous weekend. Everyone can heave a sigh of relief, now!

Now, though...as I've aged *CRINGE* (that's twice now that I've said that...UGH) I find myself desiring to curl up on my couch in our living room and read a book or watch a chick flick while sipping hot cocoa curled up in a blanket. I find that I'm desiring to do this on a Friday or Saturday night! OH! What is happening to me???

Maybe I've just become a more secure individual. Yea, that's it. I am a psychologically sound and secure individual and I don't need plans on a weekend to validate me. It's NOT that I'm getting older, has nothing to do with that at all, not one bit, not one iota.

(Me thinks thou dost protest too much????)

Did I tell you that my sister-in-law found my first gray hair this weekend? Yea, I partied good that night! Lol!