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I'm headed to an ornament exchange tonight. Wish me luck! New people and social events are always a recipe for disaster when it comes to Type-A.
Oh yes, ever the eternal optimist...
No, but really, I don't know what it is, I just have the hardest time being myself. In the past, I've set this awful precedent by putting my foot in my mouth. I think the more I worry about it, the worse it gets, and I'm afraid to just be myself. How's that for a dose of self-fulfilling prophecy? I handle these sorts of events SO much better when I have a trusty wingman. If only I could bring one of you with me. I know I'd feel instantly at ease. Wouldn't it be grand?
So, what's the big deal? Well, we've lived here for awhile, and I'm a bit ashamed to admit that we still don't have a ton of friends. Womp womp. As a classic introvert, I haven't made it top priority, and that's just a shame. Over the past few months, we've had several visitors, and we've adjusted to our new place and Flyboy's new schedule. We didn't really put it to the forefront. We're the kind of couple that really enjoys our time together, and since he comes and goes a lot, our time is über precious. But now that things are coming together and we've got a good grasp of what life will be like for the next three years, it's time that I make it a point to branch out and meet some more people.
It's been a little rough to persuade myself to attend these sorts of events. I always find some sort of excuse, and I'm tired of being so darn predictable. It's a Type-A flaw. I'm in no way perfect, so there's always room for improvement. I guess it's most important to be aware of your flaws and fears and try to face them head on. It's been especially hard this time around because we don't live on the air force base. Nope, we live on a secluded hill. It's a rather serene retreat, which I like. However, it also reinforces my introvert ways. On a good day, I'm lucky if I see my neighbor on his roof in his banana hammock. Woah, brown chicken, brown cowwww....
So, here's to a night of fun and meeting new people. For those of you who know me quite well, I aim to avoid my typical nervous chatter. Instead, I'm going to let this little guy do the talking for me.
Happy Happy Monday!
Monday, December 12, 2011
An Ornament Exchange
Posted by One Fine Day at 12:00 AM