ruthless compassion (aroraborealis) wrote,
ruthless compassion

here or there: hosting or attending

I had a really great weekend, which has the mixed result of making me particularly sad that it's coming to an end, and I generally have found myself vaguely mopey. I'm treating my mope-ish-ness with some Law&Order and feline therapy.

A few months ago, I had a funny realization, which was this: It's more work to go to a party at someone else's house than to put one on myself.

Now, this is obviously ridiculous -- in purely logistical terms, putting on a party means getting the house together, shopping for food, prepping food, cleaning up, etc. But almost all of that is fun work, plus there's a party of people I know and like in the middle of it all. On the other hand, a party at someone else's house might involve having to figure out how I'm getting there and back, which is not fun work, and it sometimes means dealing with people I'm less than excited to see, which detracts from the party portion of the transaction.

This isn't to say I don't have a good time at other people's parties. In fact, I almost always have a blast at parties, whether I'm hosting or attending. But it still feels like more work to go to someone else's. Knowing someone better makes it less work. Going to someone's house that I've already been to is less work. Going somewhere that's easy to get to on foot or public transit is less work.

Is this an introvert thing or a me thing?

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