Last night I attended our friends dinner party as a single gal.
To be honest, I really don't mind most of time.
I'm use to flying solo and don't even give it a second thought.
I'm rather outgoing and chatty.
I look forward to going out.
It's an opportunity to dress up a little and act like an adult.
However, last night was different.
I felt oddly out of place and somewhat awkward.
I didn't really *fit in* with the crowd.
This is the first time in forever that I've felt this way.
I missed coming home and discussing the night with my husband.
Hearing his thoughts and reflections of the evening.
I'll be happy when he returns and I have a date again.
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