Flying Solo - It's Not So Bad!

I've been jonesin' to get away for a while now.... looking for anything!  A long weekend at The Farm, Ocean Shores, Victoria, Chicago, San Francisco... even contemplating a week somewhere further away - Ireland, Scotland, Spain? 

You all know I've got the travel bug, and with work and life and everything else, I've been seriously missing my alone time.  My "Me" time.  I'm ready to just pack a few pairs of my favorite yoga pants, a couple sweat shirts and t-shirts, and slippers - not even shoes - and my kindle, and just hole-up somewhere for a while. 

It was really cute, my parents had a little mini-intervention, asking me if I'm okay, if I'm really okay, because they were worried that I wanted to get away by myself.  I assured them that everything's fine, that I've been my own date for most things over the last 15 years or so, and that it doesn't bother me to take myself out to dinner, to a movie, or on a getaway vacation. 

*shrug*

I wouldn't be going anywhere or doing much of anything if I waited for someone to do things with me!  Especially now.... my friends have their significant others and mini-me's that (rightfully) take up their free time.  Case-in-point, I almost bought a groupon for an 8-day all expenses paid trip to Ireland!  I don't have anyone who could have picked up and done that with me.... which is actually why I didn't get the groupon - it was for 4 or more travelers. (which sucks, don't get me started on those catch-22 deals!)

Don't get me wrong - I'm not saying I don't want someone to travel with - I would have LOVED to have someone to explore Ireland with for a week - but I'm okay just doing my own thing too.  And that's important, to be okay just being in your own company.  It took me a long time to get there, and I'm proud of myself, that I AM okay with it! 

A book, a journal, and confidence in myself.  Those three things will get me anywhere I want to go. *grin*