A Thought on Lazy Nights

Happy Thursday, Readers! I hope that your days are going well and you are getting ready for an awesome weekend. How was the Hope/Calvin game? Heard Hope won – no surprise.

Do you all want to know what I did yesterday? I did absolutely nothing. I made dinner, did homework, and laid in my bed until I decided to go to bed at 11 p.m. My friends were out on the town, but me? I was bed. And I was so happy.

Three weeks ago when I arrived in Ireland, I never expected to be in my bed this early, especially when I didn’t have class in the morning. I thought I would be constantly going going going, always seeing something new or finding some new little cafe or pub where I would drink English Breakfast Tea, eat a scone, and enjoy a cider. I didn’t incorporate down time into my semester as silly as that sounds. But I’m here to tell you today that down time is ABSOLUTELY needed, as I discovered yesterday by being oh-so-lazy.

I think this need to be going all the time has something to do with FOMO (fear of missing out). I felt like if I was constantly going and seeing new things, I wouldn’t feel like I was missing out on anything. However, the reality is that if I’m exhausted from going all the time, I’ll be missing out on experiences anyway. So last night I decided that I wasn’t going to feel bad about myself for staying in and having a lazy night. It’s perfectly healthy to take a night (or two) to stay in and work on your mental health and get cozy with a good movie on Netflix. So while all of you are getting ready for the weekend, remember that if you aren’t feeling like doing anything, it’s okay! Take a night for yourself and do something the next night. You know yourself better than anyone.

Today will be the day that I enjoy the experience of staying out late with friends and walking Grafton street late at night, and I have my lazy night of yesterday to thank for that enjoyment.

Until next time, Readers!

One of the reasons I took a lazy night yesterday - I still hadn't recovered from my trip to the Wicklow Mountains last weekend! Here are the mountains.
One of the reasons I took a lazy night yesterday – I still hadn’t recovered from my trip to the Wicklow Mountains last weekend! Here are the mountains.



FOMO = The fear of missing out

It’s come and gone over the last few months and last night it hit me all over again. My sorority had a formal dance this past weekend and the pictures were everywhere. Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat… every social media outlet that I use was a reminder that I missed out on a great time.

I was worried about this happening before I left, so I had a conversation about it with one of my friends who had previously studied abroad. She told me:

Time doesn’t stop when you’re abroad. Things happen; people change, relationships change, and unfortunately you miss that.

This couldn’t be more true. With the large role that social media plays in our every day lives, I think it is nearly impossible to be not be plagued by FOMO at some point during a semester abroad. It’s easier than ever to keep up on every single event that happens. I enjoy seeing what my friends are up to on campus but it’s hard to get rid of the nagging sense that so much is happening and I’m missing all of it. Most times its not even big things. A picture of a coffee date or a lyric posted from Chapel are instant FOMO triggers for me.

Right about now you’re probably thinking, “she’s in France! why on earth does she want to come back to Holland?!” The answer is simple: Hope is home. So many people that I love and hold dear are half a world away. The semester is almost finished (where did it go?) and as much I would LOVE to leave my life in the US and eat bread in France forever, I am ready for my FOMO days to be a thing of the past.

But today it’s here and it’s real. However, I think a pain au chocolat and stroll by the Loire River are just what I need to get me back in the moment.