This story is part of the July 7 edition of Sunday Life. See all 14 stories . Do you suffer from FOMO – Fear of Missing Out? Well, I’m a staunch advocate of JOMO – the Joy of Missing Out.
We’ve all experienced it; that secret relief when an event is cancelled at the last minute. Or a train strike means you can’t make that party, meaning you don’t have to paint your nails or blow dry your hair. Ah, the secret delight of kicking off your high heels, putting on your PJs and curling up in bed with a good book or a box set while the rain pitter-patters on the pane.
“Staying in” has become the new “going out”. Credit: ISTOCK Well, for me, winter is one long, joyous JOMO. There’s a lot of whining going on right now about how wet, windy and bum-numbingly freezing it is this year.
But as soon as the nights started drawing in, all I felt was a sense of cardiganed cosiness. For me, “staying in” has become the new “going out”. Opening my diary these days, I get snow blindness from the empty white pages.
But please don’t picture me shuffling aimlessly about like Marlene Dietrich in the Vegas years. I’ve never felt so contented. Snuggled up under a blanket on the sofa, sipping hot chocolate, I feel cocooned by life’s small comforts.
The reason I’m so ready to hibernate is that I find the summer months incredibly stressful. While all my friends head off on their sensationally exciting summer breaks, I invariably book a one-way ticket on a guilt trip. Wh.
