I don’t know about you guys, but I like routine. I like to do things a certain way in a certain order, and tend to get a bit cross if I have to do things differently. This is, in part, because I have a rather fractured attention span; doing things in certain patterns helps me to remember to do things, period. It enables me to go on auto-pilot, making the most of times where I might be half-asleep or otherwise distracted; I consider this a good thing!
On the downside, however, I find that it discourages me from doing new things. I’m worried about say… if I were to go do X activity some Thursday, that I’d start doing it every Thursday, thereby shoehorning else something else on my routine. I do want to do new things, but I’m hesitant to add new things to my normal modus operandi. I know how lots of things can attach themselves to you in this manner; it seems innocuous, but before you know it, you’re late to salsa ’cause your regularly scheduled badminton match went overtime! And all that stuff that started out as fun is suddenly less fun, and instead, is eating a huge hole in your free time and sanity – oh teh noes. :O
Which is why, of course, I tend to avoid activities even if part of me really wants to get out there and do things. There’s also the fact that I’d say there’s a dearth of activities locally – I’m used to having big city choices, so small town options seem like rather slim pickings. I’m also limited by what I’m comfortable doing – I wouldn’t mind the occasional game of volleyball if I could find one, but I find using your child to socialize kind of gross… sort of like the concept of socializing with other people cause you both happened to spawn creeps me out. No, I don’t want mommy buddies; I am not that starved for company. But like, so completely and utterly turned off by the idea that I’m incredibly slow in making a concerted effort in finding a playgroup session my daughter can attend without missing her nap because I absolutely 500% don’t want someone talking to me just ’cause I too have a kid; yes, I’m sure that’s incredibly abnormal of me. *laughs* I don’t mind talking mom with friends who were friends pre-sprogging, sure, ’cause we had mutual interests before that. I know that if we disagree about how to raise children, we’re not going to throw huge wobblies at each other and *sigh* risk me having to deal with routine girl dramaz. I’ve spent most of my life avoiding having female friends ’cause of those, yo, and I’m not about to start in with them now. *grins*
But anyways, back to the point – how does one strike the balance between doing new things, and being buried under them? Perhaps if I keep asking myself this question, I’ll actually get to the doing phase, rather than just staring off into the distance speculating on it. But for this exact second, I probably should try to finish a few more minute’s worth of work before we go home. 😉 Have a lovely long weekend if you’re here in the UK, and if not… have a nice but not so long weekend?