I’ve been pretty good about staying busy this past month, but when I got out of work on Friday, I realized I didn’t have any weekend plans until Sunday. No biggie, right? I stayed in Friday night, cooked myself dinner, and took it easy. I was a little restless and a little down about having no plans, but it wasn’t too bad. The next morning, I slept in, got ready, and then … didn’t know what to do with myself. I drove to a bookstore and aimlessly browsed for a bit, which didn’t keep me entertained as long as I’d hoped, and then randomly decided to go to the grocery store even though I wasn’t in desperate need of groceries. After buying some miscellaneous items, I debated going to a movie by myself, but in the end decided that would probably make me feel even more pathetic than just going back home. So home I went.
Yeah, it wasn’t the greatest.
When I was in a relationship, I really valued these days when I had no plans. Days when I could just relax and spend time with that other person, going out whenever and wherever we wanted together without having to stick to any schedule or agenda. It’s funny how different all that free time feels now that I’m alone. Maybe it’s just something I have to get used to. Maybe I need to find a hobby.
My mom called around 10 p.m. to check in on me, and she sounded less than thrilled to hear that I spent my Saturday running a few errands and then watching half a season of “30 Rock” on Netflix streaming. She again asked me, “Did you update your Facebook?” (a.k.a. “Haven’t you told everyone you’re single? Why aren’t you out meeting people?”) She seems to think that through the magic of social networking, all I have to do is change my status to single and people will start knocking at my door. Oh, if only it were that easy. On the other hand, holing up in my apartment isn’t exactly helping matters, either.
Note to self: I need to get out more.
Ah, I know the feeling. Right after my breakup with V, I moved into an apartment, my first time living totally alone. It definitely took some getting used to, but what really helped me was a circle of single girlfriends. Now is the time to try to reconnect with friends you might not have spoken to recently. And definitely don't be afraid to do things solo, it can be liberating. Museums are good places to visit, and relatively inexpensive. It's hard at first, but stepping out of your comfort zone (and your apartment) is the best thing you can do right now. It get easier. Really!
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