There's something about being alone at times that I find very fulfilling. This is not to say that I don't love having people around- I really really do (so please don't take this as an indirect request to stay away). I'm sure the novelty of solitude would quickly pass if I were alone on an extended basis (if my husband were gone for 1 whole year, for example).
However, it's nice at times to have a little peace and quiet, with no need to entertain anyone or make conversation. Right now, I have the entire house to myself; I can cook what I want, blast my Latin pop or Bach concertos, read for hours, watch the national spelling bee (which was quite fascinating), work in my garden, or revel in the silence, all relatively without interruption. It's fantastic.
The only damper to my enjoyment comes when well-meaning friends take it upon themselves to relieve me of my solitude. After all, who could possibly want to spend the weekend by themselves? Normally, I would not resent most intrusions upon my day. But I don't need people to come visit me more than usual just because my husband is gone for 4 days.
I promise I'll survive.
Sometimes I just like to be alone.
2 comments:
I very much agree--when Marc takes Carter camping I love it. In fact, I almost push Anderson out the door with them, but then I remember he's not 2 yet--maybe next year. Unfortunately, when this happened this past weekend, my friend called me and we talked for 4 hours--the entire time I was going to spend watching chick flics that Marc might not enjoy with me :( It was fun to chat, but I missed my alone time.
no one has left you any good comments lately so here i go. I like beinng alone too. Sometimes. especially when my mother in law is not around. hahaha. but sometimes when i am alone too long i get sad. oh well. thats my comment to you. nothingthat ineteresting. Just to give you another comment ;) love ya
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