I used to think I was an extrovert. Maybe I was at one time. Now, though, I have the extremely strong tendencies of an introvert. I enjoy being with people, but I prefer being at home and I crave alone time.
Maybe it comes from being a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom and having people around me 24/7, always needing something, but I have come to revel in those rare moments alone. A couple of times a month, my husband takes the kids and meets his parents for lunch, leaving me at home alone for a couple of hours.
I love those times. They rejuvenate and recharge me.
So, when Josh decided that he wanted to go to church camp, along with Brianna, I immediately started begging asking my mom to consider taking Megan and my niece home with her for a week of cousin camp. (My sister can thank me later.)
While I knew I would miss my kids terribly – and I have – I also knew how much I would enjoy an unheard-of entire week to myself.
Then, last Friday, Brian told me that he was taking off Tuesday through Friday this week.
Oh. Um, that’s good.
I finally just told him that I didn’t want to hurt his feelings and that I did want to spend time with him, but that I’d really been looking forward to some time all alone – time to fix whatever I wanted to eat without worrying about what someone else wanted. Time to do whatever I wanted to do without worrying about what someone else wanted to do. Just some guilt-free time alone.
I’ve got a good man, y’all. He completely understood.
Tuesday, he left before I woke up and went to spend the day with his parents. I got to spend the entire day doing what I wanted to do. It was so relaxing. When Brian came home, we went to dinner together and enjoyed an evening alone.
While he was gone, he texted to ask if I’d mind if he and his dad went golfing together one day this week. They used to go a few times a month, but haven’t been in a couple of years. I didn’t mind at all.
He told me later that he was afraid I’d be upset. I was giddy with excitement over another day alone.
So, yesterday was a second relaxing day at home alone with Brian getting to do something he enjoys, followed by another wonderful evening of couple time.
I was afraid he’d be hurt thinking that I didn’t want to spend time with him. He was afraid I’d be upset about him spending another day away from home. Instead, we each recognized the other’s needs and were totally okay with that. It’s so nice to be at that place in our marriage.
What about you? Are you an introvert or an extrovert? Do you crave alone time or does it make you stir-crazy?