I had a very hard time with this one decision. I guess I want to do what is right for me. Not just what I want, because that's not always the same thing.
Is it better for me to go, get on with it, plaster on that fake smile, tolerate the thought of that stupidly long journey home because the boss was too selfish to organise this outing somewhere central, when I might actually enjoy it, the human contact is probably good for me and, once it's done it's done?
Or is it better for me to make an excuse, withdraw and spend another night at home falling nicely into my hermit rut, making no contribution to my life but, at the same time, doing what the hell I actually want to do?
I honestly don't know. But, yes, I decided yesterday to go so I won't be needing that excuse.
Could be fun!