One of my Twitter friends (wait, don’t go, this post isn’t about Twitter!) who goes by the name Shika, posts horoscopes daily. I think she gets them via SMS from somewhere and reposts to Twitter. Anyways…
I don’t put much faith in horoscopes, but they’re fun. And the horoscopes for my sign, Cancer, that Shika has been posting are surprisingly fitting at times. Of course, I’m sure the horoscopes for, say, Virgo, would also be fitting for me at times, but let’s ignore that thought for now.
I was excited to see this horoscope today:
Time on my own? Seriously? I can have that?
OK, I spend most of my days alone. Pat’s at work, the kids are in school. I can go anywhere, do anything.
But a slightly extended “time on my own” where I only have myself to answer to sounds pretty tempting. I always feel like I have to get things “in order” before I take time for myself. Of course, things are never “in order.” So being physically apart from all that I’m comfortable and familiar matters. I have important choices and decisions to make, and being surrounded by what’s familiar isn’t giving me the giant shove I need to get there.
When I do take time for myself I usually fire up the MacBook and hang out online, which is fun but not especially inspiring over the long term. What I need is a trip out of my comfort zone, without even my husband along, not because I wouldn’t enjoy his company, but because I need to break my habit of deference to and reliance on him as well, or it’s still all the same.
Is this making sense? Is it a realistic, non-selfish, well, it’s inherently selfish, but is it a rudely selfish thing?
