Wednesday, January 8, 2014

The Perfect Storm - From an Uncurable Homebody

by Deb Baker/Hannah Reed

I love, love, love my home. Which is a good thing considering the career path I've chosen. I spend more time here than I really should. I suspect it's not healthy to withdraw quite so much, so I constantly push myself out of my sweetly beautiful comfort zone.

I make all kinds of plans to go out and do things.

Most of the time, I cancel them. Some of my excuses are really lame.

I go to events. I really do. And am always the first to leave. I've tried staying until I'm the second to leave, but that takes soooo long.

The best part of an outing is opening the door to my home from the outside and stepping inside.

What the heck is wrong with me? Everybody else is out socializing and partying. My take on a perfect plan is having nothing at all to do.

That's why this is the perfect storm, in my book. Let it freeze, let it snow, let the schools and shops close.

Because then I get to stay home without making a single stupid excuse to myself or to anyone else.

As Dorothy learned long ago as she clicked together those magical red slippers, there is no place like  home! There really isn't.

Hope you enjoyed the storm.

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