I don't have this huge need or desire to fill my schedule with lots of stuff that keeps me busy outside of my house.
When the few things I do have scheduled get canceled or postponed, I might be a little disappointed, but a lot of times I also feel a bit of relief.
And, if I'm running errands, I'm usually good for about 2 hours and not too much longer. After that, I just want to go home.
I guess I'm a homebody.
I don't think I've always been this way. As a single person my days were packed with work, dinners out with friends, concerts, shopping, cultural events, etc. etc. And, I thrived on that busy-ness.
But now I don't know if I'm just lazy, or tired, or what, but all of that doesn't hold the same kind of appeeal for me anymore.
I still like to occassionally go out to dinner with my friends. As a matter of fact, I'd like to do it more often. But, I start to get antsy after a couple hours and I just want to go home.
I have one friend who thrives on being busy. She doesn't like being at home for long periods of time. And, she'll invite me and my kids to go places with her and her children. Sometimes we will, but a lot of times I'd just rather not.
My children seem to take after me in this regard. If I tell them about some fun activity I've planned, they would rather just stay home. Case in point. Last week my older boys had off school for Martin Luther King Jr. day. Our local Bounce U (a place filled with inflatable obstacle courses, slides, etc. etc.) had an open bounce. I thought my kids would be thrilled. But, my oldest whined about going the whole morning (until I told him that if he really thought it would be boring and he didn't want to participate then I just wouldn't pay for him and he could bring a book and sit and watch.).
So, I guess there are good things and bad things about being a homebody. Maybe I should get myself 'out there' a little more often.
But, when it comes down to it, there's nothing quite like your own warm house where you can be completely comfortable and at ease.