I don’t go out. I’m known for it. I’m an antisocial introvert and proud of it. I like people but the Sheldon part of me doesn’t like it when they do fun all wrong so I’m happiest in my own space. I love weekend pottering, some cooking, pootle about the house doing a bit of housework and get ready for the working week.
We had our wood delivered today and we’ll love shuffling it about and getting it nicely stacked. There’s a huge amount of satisfaction in a good log stack, like a well stocked pantry or freezer. I’ll stack whilst DB chops kindling.
I own make up but only wear it occasionally these days, I think maybe once last year…..all part of the not going out I suppose. I do spend money on moisturiser as I’m getting on a bit and need a little help at 51! I’m still growing out my grey hair and I’m still ok with it.
So the nice thing about getting older and not going out is the feeling of been there, done that and not missing it. Anyone else a happy quiet introvert? Anyone else a not going outer?
Love Froogs xxx