You may notice the cat is ON the computer. Fucking cat. |
I think it's funny that he doesn't get that I get the true nature of introversion.
I know my parents assume that I'm an extrovert-- I get along with crowds, I enjoy conventions and the chance to speak to everybody, and I thrive on guest speaking opportunities.
We call this move the "Buffalo" |
But the silence in our own heads-- that is absolutely priceless. The comfort of routine, of being with people we trust-- that can give us a charge like absolutely nothing else.
ZB Choreographed this himself. |
The old shadow puppets were done on zinc plates. They were very cool. These were die cut paper. |
Anyway, the kids colored and put on a shadow puppet show, and then visited the modern art section and went downstairs to make pipe-cleaner bunnies and play with puppets. And then we toured Old Sac and visited Candy Heaven- -and on the whole? It was an awesome day. Last night, Mate and I went out to dinner and to watch the Kings win.
Today, we spent quiet time as a family and saw a movie and ate out for lunch and now?
I absolutely positively have to be by myself.
Squish needed us to take a picture of this or she wouldn't put it on display. |
Oh my Goddess-- I ADORE my family. I'd die for them. But if I don't get some fucking quiet in my head, I might kill them myself.
So when Mate -- who has been late from work because of soccer meetings and work meetings and other meetings for most of this week-- says, "I… I just… I can't…" about going to a party with friends?
I am the last person to judge.
People assume that introverts don't like crowds-- but it's not true. We love crowds. But we get our power from being alone.
Of course ZB went out and found himself a baby to entertain. It's what he does. |
I totally get that Mate needs some power.
And to illustrate how much I need some quiet time?
Yesterday, I was taking T to the bus stop on my way to work out? Big T was talking about an awkward moment in class, and I was listening, because, well, that is my job. As we pulled up to the grocery store parking lot, I stopped a ways from the bus stop because, well, I was running late for my workout.
Squish's favorite puppet :-) |
"Okay. So that's the end of my story."
"Well, that's all right-- everyone has awkward moments."
"Yeah, but I've got a question."
It's a giant chicken costume. Because giant chicken. |
"Am I a difficult person?"
"Get the hell out of my car."
Big T-- *laughs * "Okay."
"I mean it. Now. Get the hell out. Get. Out. Go away. Now."
Big T laughed as he got out and walked away.
He was lucky the car wasn't moving. I would have shoved him out with my foot.
See? Dogs get Saturdays. Sleep, be pet, it's all good. |
3 comments:
Ahhh! Mom Love. R-E-P-R-E-S-E-N-T. Yeah, girl. You got this. Ain't no shame in telling the rest of the World to go into a round room and sit in the corner, honey. After yesterday, I'm done with crowds until I have to, again. Huge and gentle hugs!
I would not classify myself as an introvert but even I need some "I don't have to communicate with anyone" time. I think it's because I spend all day every work day talking to people, either on the phone or in person. By the time Friday rolls around, I am just talked out. I fill Sat with chores and Sunday is my day. Soccer games, spinning wheels and peace and quiet.
I haven't really told DH this but, even though I know that at some point I'm going to have to get a Real Job and stop being a SAHM, I really don't want to, and it's not because I feel "called" or whatever bullshit to be "there for my family, 24/7" -- It's because I need that knowledge that, at least 2 and sometimes 3 days out of the week I have a roughly 7-1/2 hour window in which I do not have to interact with another adult via anything but text messages.
Without that, nothing would go smoothly. And there are times when that knowledge is the only thing that gets me through the day.
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