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The Existential Dread of an Introvert
Feb. 1st, 2024 07:39 pmI have agreed to go out on Friday night with some folks. All friends and/or people I am friendly with. No big deal. I am fighting every urge I have to make up seventeen different excuses why I have to back out. I don't think extroverts have any actual idea how it is for those of us who are introverted when it comes to social activities. It's not that I don't want to be social. It's not that I don't like people. I just am already exhausted by Friday, and then to have to be "on" for a few more hours? Not as good a time as others think. Heh.
I have been working on my flexibility. Physically. ;) Found a "21 day challenge" and have been doing it. Overall, it's making me feel better, but I can't stretch my shoulders without damaging the right and my lower back is hosed, so some of the stretches have not progressed as much as I would like. The problem with my back could be solved if I'd stop rolling over onto my back in bed. I prefer back sleeping, but my back itself does not. Fortunately, so far if I get out of whack if I try extra hard to side sleep it rights itself. Obviously, I've been doing extra lower back stretching too. Man, aging sucks.
Yesterday when I took a shower, Pickle tried to hop onto the tub between the liner and the curtain to observe as she likes to do. Only she overshot the hop and landed IN the tub with me. Bless me, father, for I have sinned. I took extreme pleasure in the pain of another being. Seriously, I have not laughed so hard at a pet since the time Walter walked himself right into an algae covered pool of water, thinking it was grass and solid ground.
I have been working on my flexibility. Physically. ;) Found a "21 day challenge" and have been doing it. Overall, it's making me feel better, but I can't stretch my shoulders without damaging the right and my lower back is hosed, so some of the stretches have not progressed as much as I would like. The problem with my back could be solved if I'd stop rolling over onto my back in bed. I prefer back sleeping, but my back itself does not. Fortunately, so far if I get out of whack if I try extra hard to side sleep it rights itself. Obviously, I've been doing extra lower back stretching too. Man, aging sucks.
Yesterday when I took a shower, Pickle tried to hop onto the tub between the liner and the curtain to observe as she likes to do. Only she overshot the hop and landed IN the tub with me. Bless me, father, for I have sinned. I took extreme pleasure in the pain of another being. Seriously, I have not laughed so hard at a pet since the time Walter walked himself right into an algae covered pool of water, thinking it was grass and solid ground.
