So my cousin texted me Saturday night saying we should do something creative today. And honestly, it sounded like a good idea at the time.
It’s Sunday, and for once, both of us decided not to go to church. We just needed a break, just one day without any form of social gathering whatsoever. Just vibes, peace and a little silence or so I thought. Because I don’t even know if I’m a full-on introvert or just somewhere in between, but what I do know is that my introverted side shows up way more often than my extroverted one ever does.
So there I was, in bed, hair bonnet on. Orange bonnet, for emphasis, scrolling through my phone, searching for new books and, don’t judge me, new Korean dramas to watch. And this is funny because I had sworn on my life that after the last K-drama emotionally destroyed me for almost a whole week, I was retired. But here I am again, back on my nonsense. I just never learn. Uggh.
Anyway, my cousin arrives, fully dressed, looking all cute in a sundress, ready to seize the day. She walks in and is stunned. Because there I am, in pajamas and bonnet firmly in place. A bowl of popcorn sitting comfortably beside me like I had no plans in life.
“What are you doing?” she asks, checking her phone like maybe she got the time wrong. It was past noon. PAST NOON.
I immediately grabbed my pillow and covered my face like maybe, just maybe, if I couldn’t see her, she couldn’t see me either. I pretended like I had completely forgotten we had plans, which, to be fair, I kind of did. Because apparently, there’s a new paint-and-sip spot on my street. Newly opened and cute so I heard. So, of course, today, of all days, was the day we actually planned to go.
But suddenly, I had excuses. The sun was too hot, I didn’t have anything to wear, my hair was a mess and most importantly, I really needed to start that new drama I downloaded. Valid reasons, if you ask me.
Before we knew it, we had completely abandoned the plan. The conversation shifted, as it always does, into gossip. One topic led to another, and next thing we knew, we were both on the bed, eating popcorn and laughing like two unserious people with no responsibilities. And just like that time went and the day slipped by. Now nobody was going anywhere anymore.
Another Sunday, gone.
And now that I’m thinking about it, it kind of sucks. Because I know I need to do better. I can’t keep letting my inner homebody win every single time. Especially when I think about the future, I can’t be that mom whose kids never go anywhere because she’d rather stay in bed. My future mini me’s need experiences and weekend highlights.
And here I am, choosing indoor life over outside life every chance I get. But then again, Sometimes, being an introvert isn’t so bad as I just want to stay home, be comfortable and exist quietly.
Maybe the problem isn’t that I stay in, it’s just that I don’t balance it well. Today wasn’t productive but, it wasn’t entirely wasted either. It was easy and it was mine.
Still, next Sunday sha, I will try. No promises though. lol