How Did I Get Here?

Most of us work five days a week. Some of us have the energy to do more stuff over the weekends, whatever those weekend days are. I am not one of those people. I hit forty and all desire to be out and about with real people and doing things was lost. I have learned that the years I spent socializing and not being home were wasted. Yeah, I said it, wasted.

I have worked hard for every penny I have made. Most of that money has been spent on rent and bills for a house I didn’t spend much time in. That has changed these days. Things are more expensive and I am paying even more to have a roof over my head soooo I will be here, couch rotting. Yup, spending my time watching Dateline, reading every book on my TBR, crocheting and napping. I look forward to perfection the art of napping the most! And here under this expensive roof there are no rude people, just a judgy corgi and me.

Did I really just vow to read every book on my TBR? Is that the physical TBR or the Kindle TBR? Because one is obtainable and the other is just, well, overwhelming. If you’re a reader, you understand. Challenge accepted.

Maybe if things were more affordable and we weren’t all stressed, broke, stressed about being broke, I might want to be out amongst people but frankly as a whole we just aren’t very nice anymore. I can be mean to myself all by myself, I don’t need help from strangers, thank you. Yarn is a much nicer social companion. It doesn’t cut you off in traffic, let a door shut as you approach or give you side eye for leaving your house not looking TikTok ready. Yarn just agrees with you and allows you to create cute snuggly things with it.

I know it sounds like aspirations of couch rotting are not the highest of goals to achieve but think about it, it really is. It’s self care. It’s focusing on recharging a social battery or allowing yourself to be with yourself. Some folks don’t love the idea of that but I do. I love being around me. I am funny, I listen when I talk, I am nice to me (most days) and I can cook. So yeah, I want to spend all the time with me. And for me that time is best spent couch rotting doing the things I have talked about. I suggest we all find our version of couch rotting and figure out what rest, happiness and whatever else we are missing. The go, go, go is exhausting. Take a nap and tell yourself thank you for taking care of all the things you juggle everyday.