I don't know what's going on at the moment. Seriously, I'm hoping and praying it's the weather and that I haven't gone away young and come back old before my time - but at the moment, I am a hermit.
A deeply uncool thing to admit, especially in this little land of blogs where everyone is crafting a super-something impression of themselves under the guise of honesty, but there it is. You are funny, cool, posh, hot, skinny, experimental, fashionable, brilliant or busy...and I am a hermit.
Three dimensional friends are in short supply at the moment. They are out there, but they're avatars and carefully chosen Facebook photos who leave witty one liners, links and likes lying around your cyberspace. Friends are kisses on text messages and names above company names on emails, swapping in-jokes at work. Friends are a snatched hour with them and their other half, walking around your local Christmas market before returning home separately for food and bed. Friends are cancelled dinners in a tube strike, half-arranged ski holidays, congratulations on an engagement card and weekends arranged months in advance, at the other end of the country.
Actually meeting up physically with friends used to be a nightly - at the very least weekly - occurrence. I'm telling myself that this is how things go in winter and I've simply forgotten, because I skipped it all last year. I'm fooling myself into thinking that electronic interaction counts as friendship. But that doesn't change the fact that all I want to do every evening is go home, curl up on the sofa, watch TV, tap on my laptop, have a bath and go to bed.
I honestly think there are dinner plates with a more active social life than me.
I can't be alone in this...
...can I?
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No, I am exactly the same. And the longer it goes on, the more I am drawn to these hermit ways and the harder it is to persuade myself to do anything. It started out with no having no money and then the cold weather set in. I am perfectly happy (at the moment) to sit about every night watching Dave and letting the rats run around the living room without any other company.
I'm hoping it'll change after Christmas and that by the time Spring rolls around, I'll be back out and about (that is, if the friends I do have haven't disowned me by then)
It's just you and me, Soupy. You and me.
AND ME!
You're not alone. It's fucking cold out. And going out takes energy.
And sometimes you need a really good motivating reason to trudge your way out in public transportation and snow. I say you need a tropical vacation or to just enjoy this time when you can be alone in your PJs. One day you'll have a marriage or kids or your own business or something that takes up all your time. Relish this, baby!
If I were there, I'd bring you a corndog and we could be hermits together. Which maybe doesn't make sense.
Dear Prudence.
Won't you come out to play?
It's just a phase. It'll pass perhaps when the weather improves.
me too, i think it is partly the weather for me, and the fact that ive become one of *those* girls who neglect friendships when theyre in a relationship (which i hate myself for)
the few friends who have tried to arrange outings...ive turned down because i cant bear to go out in the snow!
I think the cold weather makes a lot of us more hermit like to be honest.
I know that I've spent too long on my own when I talk to the dogs and then make a funny voice so that they 'talk back' to me.
I've always thought you were uber social. I'm in bed by 10. x.
laurenne - Ahhh, hurrah! Someone else agrees!
Unbearable - One can only hope so.
monkey - I've felt myself going the same way, but then, often I think "well hang on, if I'm neglecting my mates, yet my phone's still not ringing...where are my mates?" the answer, of course, is "with their boyfriends as well."
Perp - I so do that.
Ellie - I have my moments. But at the moment, no so much.
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