I call it CBGO: ‘‘can’t be bothered going out’’ syndrome; and it’s happening to many people I know.
When it comes to going out at night in particular, I’ve noticed myself and others around me growing increasingly lazy.
For my part, I’m hoping it was just winter. I’m hugely unhappy with the lack of energy I have once the sun goes down. There was a time — oh, there was a time — when pubs, nightclubs and theatre beckoned, when I couldn’t wait to put on heels and red lipstick and escape into the world.
Nowadays, at the end of a day I can’t think of anything better than putting on slippers and curling up on the couch with a good book or movie. My significant other feels the same. Continue Reading →