I Wanna GOOOOOOOOO!
The last few days have been a bit crazy. One of those days within a week would have been fine, but each one right after the other? A bit too much for this introvert. Trixie had a crazy weekend also. On Thursday I started preparing for Friday. On Friday, it started, and I was so busy that I forgot to eat lunch. My stomach reminded me of that around dinnertime.
On Saturday, I had several people over for brunch. Afterwards, I had to lay down and nap for an hour and a half.
Sunday morning, I was hosting two people in town for the weekend and meeting up with a friend. By the time I got home Sunday evening, I should have put a stop to it. But the machine was already in motion, and I didn't realize that I wasn't recharging, but instead just charging on to the next thing I had planned. Sunday night came and went, and I forgot to eat dinner.
Monday I had an interview, which went horribly wrong (it was basically a waste, and I will probably have to go back to do what should have happened yesterday). Then, in response to things that happened Sunday, I had important errands to run. Initially I thought 4 p.m. was my deadline, and made it a point to be finished by 3:30 p.m., only to find out I had more than two extra hours.
By the time I got home last night, and everyone was returned to their proper homes, I was exhausted. Mentally and physically. So when Trixie wandered by my door and asked how my interview went, I gave her a one-word answer.
Trixie and I have discussed her extroversion and my introversion. She was married to an introvert, and tries to be aware and respectful of the need for quiet and space. But Trixie had a lot of big thoughts this weekend while she was at a family wedding, and wanted to share them with me. Leaning against my doorway nodding to her, I noticed my mind screaming at her that "I want to go! Stop! Talking! I wanna gooooooooo!"
I finally found a way to tell Trixie how exhausted I was from all the socializing, despite it being with people I like and love, despite it being all my choice. Trying to be helpful, Trixie spent the next 15 minutes reminding me that she's out of town for most of the week, so I'll have the place to myself. Wrap it up, girlie. I've got solitude to enjoy here.
Before 10:30 p.m. I was asleep.
On Saturday, I had several people over for brunch. Afterwards, I had to lay down and nap for an hour and a half.
Sunday morning, I was hosting two people in town for the weekend and meeting up with a friend. By the time I got home Sunday evening, I should have put a stop to it. But the machine was already in motion, and I didn't realize that I wasn't recharging, but instead just charging on to the next thing I had planned. Sunday night came and went, and I forgot to eat dinner.
Monday I had an interview, which went horribly wrong (it was basically a waste, and I will probably have to go back to do what should have happened yesterday). Then, in response to things that happened Sunday, I had important errands to run. Initially I thought 4 p.m. was my deadline, and made it a point to be finished by 3:30 p.m., only to find out I had more than two extra hours.
By the time I got home last night, and everyone was returned to their proper homes, I was exhausted. Mentally and physically. So when Trixie wandered by my door and asked how my interview went, I gave her a one-word answer.
Trixie and I have discussed her extroversion and my introversion. She was married to an introvert, and tries to be aware and respectful of the need for quiet and space. But Trixie had a lot of big thoughts this weekend while she was at a family wedding, and wanted to share them with me. Leaning against my doorway nodding to her, I noticed my mind screaming at her that "I want to go! Stop! Talking! I wanna gooooooooo!"
I finally found a way to tell Trixie how exhausted I was from all the socializing, despite it being with people I like and love, despite it being all my choice. Trying to be helpful, Trixie spent the next 15 minutes reminding me that she's out of town for most of the week, so I'll have the place to myself. Wrap it up, girlie. I've got solitude to enjoy here.
Before 10:30 p.m. I was asleep.
Labels: Social Butterfly, Trixie
posted by Green at 7/10/2007 09:13:00 AM
3 Comments:
Solitude... time to yourself is so important. I need time alone too.
i'm sending that article to everyone i know. GOD that spoke to me. i'm an introvert and a half. i went out last night and have spent all of today avoiding the phone and people in general. thanks for sharing.
I've never understood those people who could go out every night. There are nights when I shut myself up in our extra bedroom just to avoid interacting with my own boyfriend. That time to organize your thoughts and reflect are so important.
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