I’m supposed to be going to a gathering of local Derfs this evening. My free babysitters were all out of town so the husband took off of work to watch our kidlets because I don’t even know the name of a babysitter.
Last night I looked up the restaurant online and printed off a map from Google Maps. I even took a look at the street view so that I had a better feel for its location. Well, that and because it would feel more familiar to me that way which I thought might help me in the actual going part.
See, I’ll drop my kids off anywhere and encourage them to head out with reckless abandon to introduce themselves to other kids, to play with other kids at the park, or to have a blast at some new class. But when it comes to me? If I have to go somewhere by myself without my husband as safety net I get all kerfuffled.
I may still chicken out.
On the other hand the husband is threatening to drive me there himself which would definitely inconvenience him and the kids. Not to mention the fact that it’s a little silly for all five of us to go when I can drive by myself perfectly fine. My husband, he plays dirty.
Susan Cain (of “Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking“) would say to go, to step out of my comfort zone and stretch into new areas. As an aside, I love her book. There’s a part of me that thought it was kind of silly to read a book about introverts given that I’ve lived my entire life as one, but it’s been both enjoyable and a learning experience.
And really? If Mrs. G can travel all over the country with a large painting of a cat, what’s one night’s dinner?