So, you know how it was all the way up in the thirties today, and there was just the littlest, tiniest, hint of Spring in the air? Well, it's making me rethink the whole hibernation thing I've been successfully working the last few months. Who knows? I might actually go outside other than to walk to work or go running. I know, it sounds a little scary, so I've prepared a list of things that could possibly happen, if I went out and tried to socialize. I'm not promising anything, mind you, I'm just entertaining the possibility.
1. I would have to leave my house.2. I could have conversations with other men than I already know from work and they might sound so much different than this:
Guy at Work: Hey, pull my finger.
Me: Knock it off, loser. I'm not falling for that one again.
Guy at Work: Well, you can just bite me then.
Me: Ew. No. Gross.
Guy at Work: I don't blame you. I wouldn't bite me either.
I could also talk to men other than the ones I see out walking their dogs, and we might have different interactions than this:
Dog Walker Guy: (shortening his dog's leash) Boy, I bet it's not much fun running on all this ice, is it?
Me: Yeah. it's pretty tricky today
Both of Us: (Give each other a fake, polite laugh and move on.)
3. I might not have any idea what to say to a guy who doesn't ask me to either pull his finger or talk about treacherous sidewalks.
4. I would no longer have an excuse to wear jeans, the first thermal I pulled out of the hamper, and big man boots, or my winter running gear.
5. I may not know what else to wear.
6. There is a good possiblity that I will drink two beers and get all screechy, and talk too fast and too loud and forget to finish sentences, because I am so excited at the prospect of communicating with my actual peers, instead of thirteen year old girls or disgruntled cubicle dwellers, a generation older than me.
7. I might also have to find new friends - ones who are ignorant of my tendency for #5.
8. It could actually be just fine.
9. It could also suck, and send me running back to my lair for six more weeks.