Home Alone

Yes, once again, I am home alone on a Saturday night. Nothing unusual about that. Nothing at all.

I need some new friends. I need some friends who will call me up and ask if I want to go to the movies with them. I want some friends who will call me up and ask if I want to go out to eat dinner or join them at their house.

I used to have friends like that. I used to have something resembling a social life. I acknowledge that this is partly my fault. People don't like to be around someone who has a disability, one of which now is obesity, and who is also relatively poor. So if someone did call me up and invite me to go to the movies with them, chances are quite good that I'd have to decline.
But it would be nice to be asked.

I suppose I should mention that I know a married couple who occasionally do invite me over for dinner. And I've even invited myself over, so I could cook dinner for them and for a friend whom I wanted to try a new dish I'd been making. "Oh, you want to come over here and cook for us? Sure!"

I want a new life, though. This one has some good moments, but it's time for something...more. I just heard on a tape yesterday about a visioning exercise someone had the interviewee perform, going out three years. And what she had envisioned actually came about three years later and it was something she would never have guessed she wanted, nor could she have guessed how it was going to happen. I'm thinking I need to try this. Take some time and envision how I would like my life to be like in three years. Even if it seems ridiculous to hope for.

I'll post back here about what I come up with. In the meanwhile, if anybody's reading and has done something like this, do tell, please.