I paid for a ticket to go to some event with a friend (it was expensive too). I thought it would be a great chance to finally go out on a weekend night to socialize, since I am two steps shy of being a hermit. I looked forward to it throughout the week. On the day of the event, I got ready - shower, hair, makeup - the whole nine yards.
Just as I was putting on my shoes, I had the sudden urge to stay at home. It was an impulsive thought, I brushed it off at first since I was quite literally putting on my shoes to leave! The next thing I know, I'm making myself a cup of tea and getting ready to watch a movie with my sister. I did not know what to tell my friend, I was genuinely shocked at my own behaviour wallahi. Idk if i'm reaching new lows in the realm of laziness or that it was possibly anxiety, but flaking on an event that I paid and prepared for has to be a first.
Just as I was putting on my shoes, I had the sudden urge to stay at home. It was an impulsive thought, I brushed it off at first since I was quite literally putting on my shoes to leave! The next thing I know, I'm making myself a cup of tea and getting ready to watch a movie with my sister. I did not know what to tell my friend, I was genuinely shocked at my own behaviour wallahi. Idk if i'm reaching new lows in the realm of laziness or that it was possibly anxiety, but flaking on an event that I paid and prepared for has to be a first.