Taking My Time

I tried blogging once, a few years ago. I didn't think anyone would be very interested in what I have to say (and I still doubt it). As a result, I wasn't very interested in saying very much. Did you know that if you don't post anything to a blog for several months, it gets shut down? Yeah, me neither. And Blogger won't let me have my own name back. I had that name for years online, dammit! But Socialized Hermit fits me pretty well, too.

I'm not anti-social or anything. I'm just not terribly social. I have friends. But I don't make new ones very easily. I've been abused too many times to start trusting people with my feelings. I've never felt I was really an "insider" in any group (with the notable exception of my marriage - admittedly a small group but I'm definitely a member). I've spent my whole life feeling like I was on the outside of everything peering in. I don't even fit into my own family.

I'm currently not working, and as a result, I can go days at a stretch without leaving my house, so I do some pretty strange combinations with food as I strive to avoid a trip to the grocery store. But I'm presently looking for a job, hence the "socialized" part of my handle. I've spent 6 years engaging in relatively infrequent human contact, but as I hurl myself back into the working world, I'm actually going to have to interact with real live people, and I'm sure I'll have more observations to make in the future than I did the last time I tried blogging.