I'm on the opposite end of this debate. After reading umpteen New York Times articles about how important it is to be *social* and *get out there* and *have friends*, especially as you age (I'm 65), I really worked on that. I take lots of classes and go to synagogue on the regular and have made many friends in those environments. However, whenever I made an arrangement to do something social with one or more of those people (e.g. attend a party), I would spend 24 hours before the event dreading it, then 3 hours doing the event and enjoying myself, then 24 hours after the event recovering. I have decided to embrace my deep introvert self and not socialize like that anymore, except in a structured way, as in a class or at services. Anything else saps my soul.
I'm reading this with a terrible post Ascot hangover and the thought of going to another engagement tonight actually made me shudder! I'm so impressed with tales of those that do/ did but do not long to be them. My parents were definitely in that Rivals style gang of heavy drinking, endless rounds of lunches and dinners and by the end of the summer everyone was sick of everyone else. I cannot imagine doing that now.
So chuffed that you liked my piece, incredibly flattering of you to quote me. I'm all a flutter and it's definitely helping the hangover.
Quiet was fab wasn’t it? A whispered kind of validation, I listened to it and then bought the actual book too. Which I do with all the best ones. As to parties…hmm. You know where you’ll find me.
Yes! I have a friend who threw a themed party every month for years. Usually potluck, with all of us contributing to the food and drinks on offer. I made a couple of lifelong friends through those parties, and remember so many funny stories. There were always a mix of coworkers, romantic partners of the moment, and a core group that never missed a great excuse to have fun. I’ve often thought we need to bring this ritual back.
Couldn’t agree more with “just delete social media” - it really is that simple. There’s a few downsides, of course, but the freedom more than makes up for missing a few announcements. Separates your life’s wheat from its chaff, for sure.
I too love the transitional seasons - both autumn and spring are wonderful in the garden. Today I spotted the first jonquils by the back fence. So full of promise! 💗
I think “cutting” someone (or cutting them dead) is just refusing to acknowledge someone’s presence, when you both know you have recognised each other. No physical movement required.
I'm on the opposite end of this debate. After reading umpteen New York Times articles about how important it is to be *social* and *get out there* and *have friends*, especially as you age (I'm 65), I really worked on that. I take lots of classes and go to synagogue on the regular and have made many friends in those environments. However, whenever I made an arrangement to do something social with one or more of those people (e.g. attend a party), I would spend 24 hours before the event dreading it, then 3 hours doing the event and enjoying myself, then 24 hours after the event recovering. I have decided to embrace my deep introvert self and not socialize like that anymore, except in a structured way, as in a class or at services. Anything else saps my soul.
More parties please! 😁💃🏻
I adore this. I so strongly agree about lots of parties and dressing up (properly!) And NOT asking anyone what they do for work!
Exactly. Not just parties but GOOD parties. And people with INTERESTS.
Yes!! Bring back parties like this please!! So needed
I'm reading this with a terrible post Ascot hangover and the thought of going to another engagement tonight actually made me shudder! I'm so impressed with tales of those that do/ did but do not long to be them. My parents were definitely in that Rivals style gang of heavy drinking, endless rounds of lunches and dinners and by the end of the summer everyone was sick of everyone else. I cannot imagine doing that now.
So chuffed that you liked my piece, incredibly flattering of you to quote me. I'm all a flutter and it's definitely helping the hangover.
Quiet was fab wasn’t it? A whispered kind of validation, I listened to it and then bought the actual book too. Which I do with all the best ones. As to parties…hmm. You know where you’ll find me.
Yes! I have a friend who threw a themed party every month for years. Usually potluck, with all of us contributing to the food and drinks on offer. I made a couple of lifelong friends through those parties, and remember so many funny stories. There were always a mix of coworkers, romantic partners of the moment, and a core group that never missed a great excuse to have fun. I’ve often thought we need to bring this ritual back.
Couldn’t agree more with “just delete social media” - it really is that simple. There’s a few downsides, of course, but the freedom more than makes up for missing a few announcements. Separates your life’s wheat from its chaff, for sure.
I too love the transitional seasons - both autumn and spring are wonderful in the garden. Today I spotted the first jonquils by the back fence. So full of promise! 💗
I think “cutting” someone (or cutting them dead) is just refusing to acknowledge someone’s presence, when you both know you have recognised each other. No physical movement required.