I worry sometimes that I will get so used to doing things alone that I won't be able to get used to having people around if the opportunity were to present itself.  This weekend I went to the fair alone (which was awesome and I got to do what I wanted to do instead of tagging along with a bunch of people and kids and spending most of the time at the carnival like in past trips,) went shopping, cooked, read, went out for breakfast, and saw a movie.  All alone.  It was a pretty good time.  No stress.  Spending time with the people that I have been spending time with lately has been more stress than pleasure so it's nice to get back to doing things alone.  However, I can see myself being the woman that just does her thing and doesn't reach out to anyone.  Which is good, except when it gets to the point where not only do I choose not to reach out, but am unable to.  I am already kind of like that, more isolation probably isn't good for me.
BUT tonight I finally figured out how to download torrents and am watching Misfits, a British TV series that is like Heroes but better because they have accents.  Or something.  It's pretty good. 
Things are good, I haven't been as physically active as I'd like to be but taking the bus involves walking, so there's that.  I accepted an invitation to go to this fancy awards dinner for work in mid-September and need to buy a dress.  My sister is going to help me because I am not good at the fashion and can't really judge things on my body.  Especially something like a dress, which I don't usually wear.  I am thinking little and black with red accents/accessories.  Not too terribly adventerous, I know but for me it's a step.  Fitting the girls into a dress that is work appropriate sounds like a daunting task to be honest.