Homebody

I used to be such a homebody. I was so comfortable just being home and never leaving the house....sometimes up to a week at a time. My home was my refuge. And it has been ever since I was young. My parents would plan an outing and I would want to stay home. Even if the whole family was going out to eat, I was the one who wanted to stay behind. I could find so many things to keep me occupied. It was so nice to have that time to myself.

Now a days (as in the past few months) I look forward to getting out of the house. It so weird!!! I've never been this way...at least not that I could remember. It just feels so nice to get out and breath in some fresh air. And I think it's because my home is causing me stress right now. Since I have no freedom during the day to get out (because of the kids), I actually look forward to leaving the house in the evening...and have been out three nights in a row this week! Again, it feels so weird to be this way.

Life is grand with fresh air!!!