My little secret
Posted by lpearle on 22 March 2006
I hate travel. I hate leaving my cozy cottage and going to work, to visit friends, to conferences. I just want to snuggle under the covers with a good book and The Boys and do nothing else. All day. Every day.
There. I’ve said it.
The reality is, of course, that I can’t just do that. I do actually enjoy the give-and-take of conversing with people. I resent that I have to leave my nest to do so.
I need to get ready for the upcoming conference. I have to clean the cottage (always come back to a neat, tidy house – one of my mother’s rules). I have to put out food for The Boys. I have to pack. I have to leave my comfort zone and go be “me”.
I’m sure I’ll learn a lot and meet interesting people (and even play hooky a little). But I’ll be eagerly waiting for the time I unlock my front door, see The Boys and curl up with them in bed.
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