Gen X self-care is canceling plans and calling it growth

At this point in life, “living it up” means stretchy pants, a heating pad, and everyone leaving me alone after 8 PM.
Gen X self-care used to be concerts, road trips, and staying out all night.
Now it’s:
canceling plans without guilt
making weird noises when standing up
getting excited about fresh sheets
stretching your back like you’re training for the Olympics
protecting your peace at all costs
And honestly? Quiet weekends hit harder than nightlife ever did.
Anybody else fully embracing the comfy era?