Interesting post, "Comfort Zone Dwellers" on a friend's blog, click here. My comment on the post is that most of us are indeed comfort dwellers in many ways, especially in the things or areas in which we absolutely refuse to let go, to accept change, or to try new and interesting ways of doing things.
I use myself as an example; I like my house; I loove my room! Note that my new home is not even furnished, and all my room has is a bed, bedside table, standing mirror and a cabinet for my knickknack. But bare and stark as it is, there is nothing I look forward to more than going home, striding straight into that room and being enveloped in its warmth. It is my most favourite part of the house, the most welcoming, my space, and we understand each other perfectly! Hiding in that room is the high point of my day, it is so bad that I have to consciously decide to come out and mingle with the other 'flatmates,' to join them to gist or watch whatever movie series is rave of the moment. For those who are snickering and turning up their noses at me right about now and thinking in their minds 'shebi its you', spare me o, let me enjoy 'the alone' now before husband and children make their grand entrance, disrupting the peace (in a good way of course). At least, then I can, without regrets, remember I made very good use of my 'solitude' and 'alone-ness!'
Being the sort of person described above therefore, it truly amazes me when I find people who are reluctant to go home; whether they be living with people or on their own. Different strokes for different folks, granted but why would one want to traipse everywhere, and not want to go home? Make that house a place you always want to go back to...better still, learn to enjoy your own company!
Anyway, reading that post so graphically described it is hilarious by the blogger, I thought to reconsider the discomfort I sometimes feel when there are people in my house up until after a certain time! For instance, there is nothing that pleases me more than a free Sunday evening...omg! (I am trying to break free of that Monday blues) but, all I want to do when I get home on a Sunday is be alone so I can quietly and gently ease myself into the Monday mood. BUT, how about breaking out of that comfort zone, and being spontaneous; giddily and excitedly taking on each day, or event and being open to change: full house, quiet house, prompted, unprompted visits? Taking it all in your stride? Flexible, as opposed to rigid? Of course, we must never discount the place of personal space but the part where you mingle with 'society' should also not be disregarded, abi?! Talk about balance balance balance! Talk about 'being free!' #Sigh.
Am I alone in this particular comfort zone?? What's yours? Lets deliver ourselves!!!!
Be free oh.