It’s funny how my social life has changed over the years. I remember once, albeit many many years ago, how I would spend all week looking forward to the weekend when I could go clubbing with my best friend. We used to go every other weekend when I didn’t have my eldest son, and it just made the working week go so quickly. She’d come round beforehand, we’d drink as we got ready, put our favourite music on, do our make-up together … which was all part of what made such a great evening. Then came more dancing and the occasional flirt. At the club, not with her.
I even remember trying bingo games with my mum once and won £20 on a Full House. (And, as I approach 45, I may well be returning to it soon!)
Now that I feel Dexter is old enough to leave on his own for a couple of hours, if I stay local, my social life should, technically, be opened up again now. But I have one problem. I just don’t know whether I have the energy to bother anymore.
Ironic really, because I’ve been longing for the time when I would have a certain amount of freedom again, but now I have it I’m not sure what to do with it. Yet again, I seem to be in some weird Bermuda Triangle where at my age, I’m definitely too old to go clubbing, most pubs are a no-go area because it’s full of 20 year olds, so what does that leave?
The cinema or a meal? As nice as those things are, it’s just a bit dull and cliched isn’t it? Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to go skydiving on a Saturday night, but there must be something else I can do. I seem to be getting pleasure from more gentle pursuits these days. A bike ride, a long soak in the bath whilst reading a book (or catching up on YouTube!) Dating even seems to be a thing of the past … at least for now.
I don’t want to feel like I’m wasting my life but I actually really like being at home. It might be rented, but it’s the first home I’ve ever had on my own and so I cherish it.
So I guess the question is … am I missing out? What does everyone else do for pleasure? Clean(ish) answers only please!