I’ve told myself that I am not becoming reclusive; I am just more selective about what I do. I am not sure if I am just playing a semantic game with myself, but I am sure that my activities are changing. I no longer log on to Facebook daily, but I do try to check in at least weekly to keep up with the people I talk to via messages. I just don’t see much value in all the posts, seems like people put the silliest stuff on there. I mean I guess it’s important to someone what you had for dinner, just not so much to me. I also don’t tweet, don’t Pin anything nor am I linked in to anyone. I really don’t spend that much time surfing any more either. If there is something I need or want to know, I can usually find it with a quick search, read the articles and be done in fifteen or twenty minutes. I also don’t go out as much as I used to. I am quite content to stay in my house with my fur-kids. And they seem to get quite upset when I leave them. Actually, it is getting hard to get me out of my house, not because I am afraid to leave, rather because I am just so comfortable here. And I am always concerned that I will have to leave because of pain and cause disruption in the activity. This causes me to stay home a lot also.
I did go “out” over this past weekend, however, and it was an interesting experience. The “plan” was to go to a street dance that was a local fundraiser for the downtown district where I live. Of course it was raining a lot, so they moved the party inside. And they eliminated all the food vendors. That meant going out to dinner, which we did and it was lovely! The food was great, the company wonderful and the conversation fun. Then to the “club” where the party was, which pointed out to me that it had been a long time since I have been in a club and I am getting old. Wow, was it loud in there! It didn’t take me long to re-acclimate myself and I found myself loving it! One of my favorite things to do is to “people watch” and there was the perfect spot above the main floor to do just that. And the band, who were very good, was in the other room so they weren’t so loud! As a bonus, I had a fascinating conversation about a myriad of topics with a very cool woman. I am glad that despite my desire to stay home, I went and had a great time. I was not able to complete the evening this weekend, as I came home early due to “wearing out,” but the going out was a good thing.
Being selective about what I do is a good thing, and I will continue. Unfortunately, my stamina is not what it was and I cannot do all the things I’d like. So I will have to make choices just like everyone else, even if mine are a little more limited. Looking at the possibilities as though there are possibilities will make a huge difference in my choices.