I'm in the middle of working on a fun little story that I don't really want to shove aside during NaNoWriMo. While brainstorming with William about what I could write this year, he suggested keeping a written log of me going out and trying not to be a grandma.
ouch.
but this does bring up an interesting train of thought. in days gone by (i'm sooo old i know) i feel like i went out much more and hung out more in dynamic social settings. improv keeps me social now, and i do see friends as regularly as my schedule allows, but if i'm not going to class, work, or improv, i am content lazing away with my book and cats. this is terribly embarrassing when i step back and look at it. so i won't look too long. can you go from being an extrovert to an introvert? not that i feel like i have become your stereotypical introvert, but there is a change i can only parallel with that conversion. what is it about going out that i don't like? is it that i think the trouble of going through the motions of getting ready is never justified at the end of the night? do i have problems being around tons of people? also, i need to meet more people who live in dallas proper, aside from william. i can't drag the poor guy with me everywhere! most of my friends live in plano, mesquite, carrolton, or goodness help us all new york. not exactly a comfortable spur of the moment producing situation.
so for the month of november, i will go out when people invite, instead of declining so i can go home and sit quietly with my book. the only book i will read is Towers of Midnight, the next chapter of the Wheel of Time series and only because i'm obsessed and have been awaiting its release with much anticipation. when i DO read this book though, i'm not allowed to hide away in the apartment. i MUST go OUT somewhere to read. this means not sitting at home watching true blood and hanging with Tamora Pierce on weekends :) if i do, maddie will send me more threatening text messages!
ugh, november. i need to stock up on coffee...