Getting older

I’m sitting here, updating my facebook status and very proudly stating how much I am looking forward to staying home tonight.  And eventually the thought kicks in:  when the Hel did I start looking forward to staying in at night instead of going out?!?!?  How old am I?

Okay, sure, there’s the difference of having my own home that I adore rather than living at my parent’s place, that’s certainly a…what’s the opposite of deterent?…an incentive for staying home, or at least in a certain way a distinct invitation.  But it’s not like when I moved in here I suddenly spent every night at home.

Have I gotten too old?  I mean, I know I can’t drink the way I used to – on the up side, it takes very little to make me happy so there’s no need to.  But I know I don’t like staying up until 4 in the morning, not as a rule anymore.  Perhaps I am getting too old.

Or maybe it’s just the overwhelming busyness of the rest of living, having to be out and about and doing so very much of the time, that getting the opportunity to relax at home with a book or a movie and a cuddle (with cat or man, either way or preferably both) has become the unusual and therefore strongly appealing desire.

Or maybe I’m just trying to find excuses for turning into a fuddy duddy.

Sigh.  It’s probably the last point.  Where’s my cane?

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2 thoughts on “Getting older

  1. I’ve always been more of a night-in than a night-out type of girl, but even more so now that I have a home I really love that offers me so much peace and quiet. For me, there’s also been an element of embracing what I really want, and rejecting the idea that what I want is “boring.” I am never bored. 🙂

  2. I’m right there with you on the never bored. The few times it’s happened I know that it’s an internal issue, fighting back in the best way issues know how: by subconsciously directing my mood and actions.

    I love my home, I love spending time in it, and honestly these days I swear I could be a hermit in it and feel really good about it…until the cats drive me up a wall with neediness (yes, I have special cats) and I just have to get out! lol

    Ah, embracing what you really want. Nail on the head with that one. As per usual 🙂

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