“It’s a lot easier being older,” my husband said the other day.
“Why?” I asked him.
“It’s easier making decisions. I put more value on my time and what I spent it on so that expedites my decision-making. I don’t spend time with people I don’t want to spend time with or do things I don’t want to do.
I had to laugh. Indeed, he and I are not the most social people. He said that humans are hard wired to be in tribes and groups and that we somehow missed that wiring. We have an inner circle of people we like spending time with, even in Dallas now, but we generally have no interest in meeting new people. Steve works long hours and we also love to spend time alone together.
Shortly before Christmas we were standing on our driveway at our new house in a gated community and a neighbor whom we had not met walked by and said, “Oh, hi! Are you the new neighbors?”
“Yes we are,” I said.
“Oh great! Then we’ll see you at the annual Christmas party up the street!” she exclaimed.
“Well,” I hesitated, “I’m not going to say we are anti-social….”
I heard Steve chuckle behind me. He loves that I’m the more vocal of the two of us and handle these types of things.
“…..but we just aren’t the type of people who like to meet new people,” I finished.
Her demeanor changed slightly and then she blurted “Oh, I totally get that! There is hardly enough time to see the people we already know!”
“Exactly!” I said, “Nice talking to you and have a great evening!”
After that exchange, I didn’t want to say nice to meet you.
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