Good morning, PB friends! It truly feels like it’s going to be a good day today. Do you know why? I hung out with my old friend (and former boss and mentor), M last night and we drank skinny margaritas (tequila, lime juice, agave - possibly my new drink of choice?) and had a super healthy and light dinner and talked and laughed and had a wonderful time. Yes, I spent the night in her upstairs guest room again so as to not drive home sleepy with a belly full of tequila.
Thing is, spending time with human beings makes me feel alive. I know I have some introverted tendencies in that I do love my alone time - to a point. I do love time I can spend with my thoughts or going through old treasures or write in my diary or love on my dog…but there comes I time when I absolutely NEED human interaction. I used to be surprised when people would point out that I’m an extrovert because I spend a lot of time within my own brain, but clearly I have to have my peeps in order to feel alive. What is that? Is that extroversion or is it just being human?
And yes, I know I do get human time with my family on Sundays. But, there’s something to be said about a good old fashioned Girls Night complete with sleepover.
We didn’t do anything silly or scandalous. We just had an outdoor dinner and drinks and talked n M’s “Oasis”, as she calls it. We socially distanced our way inside and I had the entire upstairs to myself again (well, Martini and I did!).
And I communicated with some guys on Hinge while we talked and laughed. And I even made plans to have brunch with Karl today…so, it feels almost like a NORMAL weekend, you know?
I’m just so happy to feel some sense of belonging again. All it took was some socially distanced human face-to-face.
Note to self: keep this up! Done safely, it feels like a lifesaver and renews your spirit!
Love you much,