Yes, yes, I know World Horror is in town…RIGHT HERE in town…and I have friends from near and far who are there, who I’d really hoped to see…but…but…we just couldn’t get ourselves to a place where we could go out and even just BarCon it this evening like we’d intended to.
It’s been kind of a rough week–too much to do and too little time and money stresses and…like that. So going out and being social just…I just…I couldn’t.
And yes, it’s only Friday night–but tomorrow we have a house guest (Mrs. Real Innkeeper, coming down from Orcas Island), and Sunday we’re going to a play with her, so that’s the weekend.
Anyway. I feel sort of stupid and broken, and bummed with myself for not making the effort to go out; but, I do also need to recognize that we’ve been burning the candle on all 17 ends for far too many months now, and there will be other cons, other opportunities to see folks; and, I should just listen to myself. If I want to stay home That Badly, there’s probably a reason for that.