I want to have some fun. Not the, “Let’s go to the movies” kind of fun, but the laugh or scream or smile until your face hurts fun. I’m wondering if I have forgotten how.
Normally when I want to fill an empty spot in my life, I start by making a list. Want more friends? Make a list of all the qualities you want in a great friend, add to that current acquaintences that might successfully morph into friends with a little attention, create a plan with specific actions to take and a few deadlines, and “poof” you have more friends. I’m a coach, for heaven’s sake; I know how to fix gaps, even my own. But the over-the-top fun thing seems to be eluding me.
Perhaps a rollercoaster day would do the trick, but long lines at Six Flags in July Texas heat do not sound like fun. Chris and I have a four-hour mammoth cave hike planned on Independence Day, so that will be fun but maybe not face-hurting fun (unless I trip over a stalagmite). I enjoy time with friends and haven’t had enough lately, so I could use my “new friends” strategy and plan a ladies night out. Maybe a comedy show. Maybe after this stupid, eternal Delightful Detox is over. Yes, that might do it. Time to make a list…
