I Peopled Last Night

I got invited to a party for the first time in a LONG time last week.

It was to go to a friend’s house for small Christmas party.

I hadn’t seen my friend in a long time, and she was one of my divorce pioneers.

We spent many hours talking about knowing what the right thing to do was and just wrestling with the reality of it all.

She pulled the trigger a couple years earlier than I did.

I’ve turned down so many invitations over the past few years that people just eventually stopped inviting me to anything at all.

And I”ve been paying attention to how I’ve been feeling lately.

I am very happy to be home by myself  24/7.

A little too happy.

It’s becoming very comfortable.

And I think I need to get out of the house and interact with actual people every once in a while outside of seeing other humans at swim meets or soccer games.

I was actually looking forward to going to the party. Until about 3 pm yesterday.

My youngest had a swim meet that ran much longer than I had expected and I thought I was going to have some time to get stuff done.

It was my LEAST favorite kind of weather.

In the 30’s and raining.

I did NOT want to leave my house.

I wanted to put on pj’s and park my butt on the couch or sit in my office and watch movies.

It was the perfect night to go NOWHERE.

The party started at 6 pm.

I hadn’t showered in a couple days. I had to take a shower.

I got in the shower at 6:04 pm.

It felt so good in the shower. It took several attempts before I was successful in getting out of the shower.

Then I had an impressive few rounds of outfit indecision.

The invitation to the party said to wear your best ugly Christmas sweater or festive pj’s or whatever the heck you wanted.

I ended up wearing red pajama pants and a forest green hoodie.

And my slippers.

Fuck it.

I wasn’t trying to impress anyone.

My friend could not care less what I wore, and I had no idea who else would be there, but if they were invited by my friend, they wouldn’t give a shit what I was wearing either.

And even if they did, I didn’t care.

The point was to actually get to the party.

It was 7:16 by the time I was actually ready to go.

Every ounce of my body wanted to stay home.

My friend wouldn’t have been surprised if I had bailed.

That’s not the friend I want to be though.

Plus it was nice to actually get invited to an adult-only function. I don’t want to discourage people.

I couldn’t remember my friend’s new address.

I texted her.

I told you.

I had become that unreliable friend.

I made it to my friend’s house (about 30 minutes away) a little before 8 pm.d

There were four couples there, and then there was me.

I knew my friend and her new husband, and I knew one of the three other couples pretty well.

We all ate some great food and a fifth couple arrived after that, and then we did a White Elephant gift exchange and then we played some Cards Against Humanity.

I laughed a lot and had a nice time interacting with other adults and I met some really nice people.

I’m glad I went.

I need to make sure I do this more often.

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