I'm Becoming a Hermit

Ok, ok, I'm admitting it! I'm becoming a hermit. I like my home. Scratch that, LOVE my home. It's all warm and green and has my dogs and my things there. I rarely go out anymore. I get up, go to the YMCA, go to school, maybe go back to the YMCA, and then back home. Occasionally I'll go out after school on Friday with some teacher friends, but that's about the extent of it.


I've thought about it a lot and I've come up with the reasons I'm a hermit:

• Like I mentioned before, my house is warm and wonderful and has all of my stuff.
• Why go out and spend $40 to have a night on the town when I could go shopping later with $40? Dinner and drinks or a few new shirts?
• I'm a planner. If it's not scheduled weeks in advance, I get irritated. I like knowing what's going on, when it's happening, and I want to be all planned out.
• I am so busy at school with little voices and big voices telling me what to do, asking me to do something, or just chattering away that I enjoy the QUIET that is at my house.
• Sweatpants. I can wear those big, comfy, ratty sweatpants around the house. And if you don't want to see me in them, then don't come over.

However, I shouldn't let myself fall into total sweatpants mode so far that I can't come out of it. Here are my reasons to get my ass out once in a while:

• I do have friends (hopefully)...what are their names again?????
• I do not have kids yet and I have a feeling I will be cursing myself in a few years about not taking advantage of all this time without having to find a babysitter.
• I am afraid of becoming the crazy dog lady. I don't like cats, but it feels like we are starting to collect dogs...

I admit that I'm a hermit-in-training, but I am making efforts to be more social even if it is hard to leave the quiet of my own home.