I don’t know how many of you are introverts, but I know I’m not the only one. As an introvert I require time to recharge my battery after a long week of human interaction. I am also not very good at spontaneous. I need to plan ahead or I get cranky as all hell because it stresses me out.
You would think that after thirteen years or so that the SO would understand this. I was really looking forward to having three days mostly to myself to do some serious recharging. People wear me out. It’s not that I don’t like them, it’s just that they take so much of my energy and I have a limited supply. If I know I’m going to go out or have guests then I am fine, I can be ‘on’ and talk and do all the social hoop jumping, but I also need an equal amount of ‘off’ time.
And I find it hard to pursue my creative outlets when there is someone who is NOT an introvert in the house. The SO doesn’t get it. I want my own space so badly and we’ve made it so that we have 2 computers and a laptop, but there is nowhere where I can be alone. I can’t be in the bedroom for more than ten minutes before he comes in and asks me what’s wrong. I have explained to him over and over and over that I need alone time and he just gets offended. Offended! It’s as if because I don’t want to spend every waking minute with him it’s because I love him less. It’s not true by any means.
I suppose I have to go through this whole argument again – the one where I ask if I could please have one day a week where he is NOT HERE so that I can recharge please and to fucking ASK me if having a guest all of sudden is OK rather than telling me that someone is coming over. And then he gets all pissy because I’m being selfish and that two people live here and yadda yadda door slam and *dirty laundry* and etc.
This takes energy too, which means I’m going to need more time to recharge.
listening to: Harry Connick, Jr. – Being Alone
reading: The Ghost Brigades
watching: more Castle
Words today: 1216