Comfort Zone.

To Expand Your Comfort Zone -

When I go visiting my brothers, sister and / or friends as a houseguest, I am inevitably enveloped in pots of love and given special attention and spoiled silly. It makes for great feeling and bonding for a few days and then, the mind starts playing tricks on me. It starts wanting to go back home.

All those people are either overseas or in distant cities. I have a cousin who lives just a couple of hours drive away. I am very close to he and his wife and they are very affectionate to me and love to have me stay with them as often as I can and for as long as I can. Just one night there and my mind wants me to go back home.

I have friends within Pune, the city that I live in who I visit often who are as loving and caring as those mentioned above. A couple of hours away at their places and my mind wants me to get back home immediately.

Why is this mind driving me all the time back to my home? Particularly when, in my home, there is no immediate enveloping of love and spoiling me silly and I have to be by and large on my own with only our dog for company. Despite that, I love to be back home sitting on my favourite sofa, recliner or the chair at the computer and sleep on my well used and contoured-to-my-body-shape mattress on the old bed under the familiar comforter.

And in the answer to that question lies the definition to today’s topic. “The comfort zone is a state within which a person feels at ease, familiar, and in control, and experiences low anxiety. A person in this state uses a limited set of behaviours to deliver a steady level of performance, usually without a sense of risk.” Every man is the king of his castle. The key word here is “castle”. The ruler in a castle is the King, right? Well, it’s important for a man – let’s say just some retired bloke who picks his nose for a career, to have someplace where HE is in charge. He pays the bills, works or not at all, takes care of his family or is taken care of by them – and by jove, his home is HIS CASTLE! Voila, that is his COMFORT ZONE.  So, what I do to expand my comfort zone is to get comfortable with being uncomfortable in other people’s comfort zones!

This topic was suggested by Maxi and me for the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where currently eight of us write on the same topic every Friday.  I hope that you enjoy my contribution to that effort.  The seven other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order,  AshokgaelikaaLin, Maxi, PadmumShackman and The Old Fossil. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, or not at all this week, do give some allowance for that too!


31 thoughts on “Comfort Zone.”

  1. A man’s home should be his castle – unfortunately that is not always true. I believe comfort zones are not restricted to the singular but there are several for each person.
    shcckman recently posted..Comfort Zone

    1. If one does, he should consider himself very fortunate indeed. Particularly as one grows old, familiar things and routines become very important. Duplicating or triplicating such arrangements will be next to impossible.

  2. I am not sure the key word for you is “castle”, I would have said for you it would be ‘control’. You do like to be in control of every situation.

  3. I have to say at my age my physical comfort zone is my home. Given the fact that I am a bit of a recluse in my old age I suppose it stands to reason that such would be the case. At times I certainly entertain desires to extract myself from familiar surroundings but once I do, I tend to dwell on getting back to my comfort zone rather than perhaps taking time to smell the roses where I am.

    On the mental plain however, it is just the opposite for me. I love reading and taking in things which are not familiar in quest of mental entertainment and learning. It’s really enjoyable to swim in the deep waters of unfamiliarity but be assured even then, when the water begins to lap at my nose I head back to my familiar mental shores.
    Alan G recently posted..Sear’s Ad Gives Birth To A Christmas Eve Tradition….

    1. You and are not too far apart in the age department Alan and we seem to be agreed on many things. I differ in that I have my daughter in law and son living with me which makes it a wee bit more comfortable and joyful.

  4. I’m with you on being home and in my comfort zone, knowing where everything is and not sharing my bathroom, etc. Also I tend to forget and extra book or want to write in my journal and those items are forgotten.
    wisewebwoman recently posted..In Sync

  5. When I got married I thought – now I’m the Queen of my very own castle. (This post brings that back to mind.) No more school, no work, just have FUN all day. I thought Tom would entertain me. But he went to work & I found I had to entertain myself & I was boring. Comfort Zone
    I had kids. I got into skiing -downhill & cross country, Dancing -international & scottish, hiking, backpacking, camping at the cabin, bicycling -road & trail, iceskating -with the kids every night & figure skating, swimming at the pool across the street –not that really, but for the kids. I don’t like to be cold & wet at the same time. I preferred warm Rock Lake & River swimming, not the Country Club pool when I was growing up. Sewing tons, knitting, I actually love to clean house. I even hired myself out but quit because Tom was paying tax which cost more than the wages –I’m going to quit now.

    1. I should have paid my own tax for the housework, which would have been 0. Tom paid my tax according to his salary. UNFAIR

      1. I tiptoed in on my bicycle shoes (you can’t walk on cleats) & tried to get a job at LANL. “What do you do” she asked? I named the sports. “But what can you do for the lab” she asked? “My major was Organ. Will that help?” No, she said.

      1. He’s the King & I’m his child. I fight for my rights as Queen but he doesn’t always buy it. He does everything for me but doesn’t agree with what I do often. Hard to explain in this tiny space. It evens out, I hope.

  6. i don’t know whether it’s because i spent my entire growing up life moving all the time and constantly being around new people i didn’t even know . . . but i NEVER enjoy spending the night anywhere but home. i do it of course when necessary. and even though i LOVE the people involved . . . friends or family . . . like you. . . my mind wishes i were home in my own bed. i don’t even worry about being that way anymore. it just is what it is. and i’m comfortable with that! LOL.
    your incorrigible friend who is lolling about even as we speak . . .
    in her own comfort zone. !!! LOL.
    tammy j recently posted..a different flavor

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