Being a Social Butterfly
I have looked forward to this weekend for several days now. The boys will be spending the weekend with their father and grandma. I have nothing planned except watching movies, trolling the library for books, working on my house so I can finally paint, and unpacking the last few boxes from our move last December, eating white pizza and drinking lots of red wine. Alone.
So why am I suddenly so anxious about this weekend? For the first time since I don't know when (Last year's company Christmas party.) I've been invited to 2 separate parties this weekend. I'm far from being a social butterfly in fact the thought of having to come up with a costume and flying solo at these events freaks me out. I'm not even sure that I want to go--It's the fear of suddenly realizing that I'm a 30 something single mom who doesn't go out and I fear becoming another woman I know. She's 50 something, single and bitter with the world because she's alone. Though it is entirely her fault-She let herself go and wrapped herself up in raising her youngest child. This is what I fear.
So what to do..what to do..Pull a costume out of my ass and find the extrovert in me and find a party or do I relish the adult alone time I'll be getting all weekend? And if I relish the adult time will I regret not going out Saturday night? And will I suddenly be craving company Saturday night? I need a decision maker.
So why am I suddenly so anxious about this weekend? For the first time since I don't know when (Last year's company Christmas party.) I've been invited to 2 separate parties this weekend. I'm far from being a social butterfly in fact the thought of having to come up with a costume and flying solo at these events freaks me out. I'm not even sure that I want to go--It's the fear of suddenly realizing that I'm a 30 something single mom who doesn't go out and I fear becoming another woman I know. She's 50 something, single and bitter with the world because she's alone. Though it is entirely her fault-She let herself go and wrapped herself up in raising her youngest child. This is what I fear.
So what to do..what to do..Pull a costume out of my ass and find the extrovert in me and find a party or do I relish the adult alone time I'll be getting all weekend? And if I relish the adult time will I regret not going out Saturday night? And will I suddenly be craving company Saturday night? I need a decision maker.
posted by Mama All-Star @ 10:38 AM
1 Comments:
At 11:14 AM ,
mamakohl said...
Oh lord, mama, go to the party and let someone else pay for the wine!!!!!
You don't have to stay long - just get out for a few minutes. Then you can come back and eat pizza and drink merlot in your pj's.
If I were there, I'd drag your ass out. Don't make me get a last minute flight ....
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