Did I ever mention that I was an introvert? It's probably partly genetic, but I think it's mostly to do with the way I grew up. I was the youngest but was raised as an only child. I never lived with any of my siblings. And while part of me was lonely, part of me enjoyed the solitude. Or maybe I just grew accustomed to spending a lot of time on my own. Regardless, it has shaped me into an adult who needs a certain amount of alone time.
Over Christmas, I spent a wonderful two weeks in Florida with my family. And though we had a lovely time, I was excited at the end of the trip for some time to myself. While I love spending time with Husband, Moozles and Dubz, my sense of well-being requires alone time. I need to have quiet so I can think and read and write. And even when watching television, I don't like people talking to me or walking near me.
As a stay-at-home mum to two school-aged children, I feel like I am finally getting the alone time I've always needed as an adult. When I worked full-time, there were always people around - at work, on public transport, at home. But now I have a few hours everyday where I can go for a walk or stay at home in solitary bliss.
And although I do actually need to see my mum friends regularly to chat, sometimes it is nice to sort out what I'm thinking and feeling before speaking to anyone.
Can anyone else relate? Or are you all social butterflies?