One of my resolutions for the new year was to be more sociable. Mind you, I have no problem making friends and I enjoy a good night out. However, if left to my own devices, I will sit at home, bother Em, cut up with my Twitter followers, and waste hours upon hours playing Wii U.
With that in mind I set up a personal goal to go out at least once every week. So far, I've done a pretty good job of hanging out in places that aren't our ever so comfortable living room. There's been a couple of college basketball games, a trip to the local comedy club, and a night out watching playoff football. Em and I even had a "mini-date night" last weekend where it was just the two of us going out for appetizers, drinks, and frozen yogurt (who goes out for froyo in January? US, that's who).
And while things are going well on the social front, one thing has been putting a wrench in my plans as of late. The weather. It has been unusually cold (and snowy) here the past 10 days or so and as such, I've had no desire to do anything but engage in full blown "couple hibernation" (Not like that...perverts). Every decision to go outside - where it's cold, slushy, and just all around uncomfortable - has been weighed against staying home with Em - where it's warm, the drinks are free, the pajamas are always cozy.
I haven't always been this person. The thing is, I'm not completely upset at this change.
One of the last times I went out, a friend pulled me aside and went, "Terence, you and I are completely different from everyone else here." "How so?," I asked. Their reply? "We're the only people here not desperately trying to make new friends or find someone to hook up with." The thing is, they were right. I was there just to enjoy myself, knowing that I could go home whenever I felt like it. There was no alternative mission to accomplish that would determine how successful my night out was (or wasn't).
Maybe electing to hibernate isn't a completely bad thing. Especially coming off the heels of football season, where every weekend brought with it a road trip, lots of empty calories, and an aching wallet. I enjoy spending time with my Triad friends and acquaintances, but maybe a few months inside and away from the night life wouldn't be such a bad thing.
Eh, who am I kidding? As soon as the temperature climbs back above 40°F, I'll be game for plundering and gallivanting as normal. Cold weather sucks. In the meantime, I'm DTS - Down To Snuggle that is.