My inner dialogue lately:

[serene]

Me, to myself:

"It would be fun to do an open-house thingy again."

"You're burned out and you have a novel to write. You don't need any more
social commitments right now."

"Yeah, but maybe a clothing exchange party?"

"You're burned out and you have a novel to write. You don't need any more
social commitments right now."

"Or maybe a monthly dinner party."

"You're burned out and you have a novel to write. You don't need any more
social commitments right now."

"Ooh, what would be *really* cool is to have a different monthly event
every week, on a rotating basis, and..."

"Listen, fuckwit. You're burned out and you have a novel to write. You
don't need any more social commitments right now."

Comments

[wild-irises.livejournal.com]

It seems completely clear to me that some part of you does need more social commitments right now. You may not want to let that part run the decision-making, and at the same time I advise against calling it a fuckwit, or treating it like it doesn't exist.

[(Anonymous)]

'twas mainly in jest. I am amused by my inner three-year-old, and it knows I'm being affectionate when I call it a fuckwit. :-)

[loracs.livejournal.com]

Well, if you felt like co-hosting any of these social things at our house, let's talk. It might make it a little less stressful. Or it might not, depending on the travel stuff. Of course, stonebender might have a take on this too. He's just getting up. Then we're off, he to Berkeley and me to work.

[serenejournal.livejournal.com]

I think what I was jokingly getting at is that I just need a break from social stuff for a while, no matter how good it might sound (hanging out with family excepted, of course).