Buy The Cow

I am starting the find that the older I get, the more hassle it seems be to do ANYTHING.  Obviously it is more effort to get a flag football game together and there doesn’t seem to be enough time in the week to dust the canoe off a couple of times a season and get out there, but i am not talking about that.  I am talking about things that take no effort at all, like going to the local pub for a beer, going out for breakfast, even going into town to do some shopping.  These things take no physical effort at all, but more and more i find myself in that state of internal negotiation…Well i have movies here at home I can watch, maybe it will be a great day and The Good The Bad and the Ugly will be on TCM.  It is too expensive to go out for drinks and then I have to drive home after, just not worth it.  What do I really need in town anyway???  Have I become that old man that lives below you and keeps screaming for you to turn your music down?  The guy you never see outside of his inhabitance but you know he exists because you see people delivering stuff,food, books, blow up dolls.   I remember when “going out”  was what you looked forward to, now all I look forward to is going home.  Remember when you had to have a really good reason to miss a night out with your friends?  Now I can find any reason to not hang out with my friends…actually I don’t even think I have any friends because they are all in their basements drinking beer alone and ordering take out justifying reasons that they do not need to leave the house.