Deciding.

I've been so down lately. I haven't been able to decide why. Well, I'm home now... all the time. Okay, all but six hours of my week where I get to take a break from my house and go coach some gymnastics. Those kids are way cute (not when they're screaming, mind you, but cute nonetheless). Oh, and please... for all that is good and precious in this world... please, please do not name your child after a car. Okay, the car Mercedes was named for a person so that doesn't count, but no Toyota, Chevrolet or Nissan. Please? Thank you from the bottom of my heart. :D Because though I LOVE children, and I'm nice to them, and I love working with them, there are just some things I won't do. Sue me. Fire me. I won't call a child the name of a car. Or Princess. Or Hercules. Or Your Highness (yes, there are children named these things)! I digress...

Anyway, I'm home... all the time. And I was thinking... Am I down because being home is reminding me that I can't work or get my Master's degree? I thought that's what it was. Turns out, it's not. I mean, I'm sure that's a part of it. But then my landlord said to me (she's also home because she's sick), "I love being home!" Yes. There it is. Those four words. I need to embrace it.

And by embracing it, I need to get out more. I hung out with my neighbor last night. We had SO much fun! We ended up having so much in common, and we just totally hit it off. And I was smiling... and laughing... and having a great time. And it hit me. YaSeeTimmy. I need to get out more. I'm down because I'm a social person. Well, I'm not down *because* I'm a social person... that sounds silly. I'm down because *though* I'm a social person, I haven't been very social. A complete and utter social butterfly. I need people! So I'm deciding now that I will get out more. I will go to the stamp store (my one stop shop for socialness). I will hold MemoryWorks parties/crops. I'll have people over for dinner. I'll simply take the dogs for a walk downtown.

Decisions are good. *sigh* I feel better.

p.s. YaSeeTimmy... it's from the movie, Speechless. It's the lesson learned. It's that moment you realize you hit the nail on the head.