For as long as I can remember my perfect day is padding around the house in my pajamas, drinking coffee, reading, taking a hot bath ( or cold in the summer), making art or writing and busying myself on the interwebs.
Today I took a mental health day. yes on the Monday after I had a 3 day weekend. Friday my best friend got not only a new bed but a new bed and new couches... I was out most of the day and ended up spending the night at her house. Saturday I was physically and mentally exhausted, but I had to go back to her house after babysitting my niece and get the couch she gave me. (Also I had read though my novel and I wanted to work on it so I wanted to stay home Saturday night.)
Yesterday I resisted her invites to come see her new living room in all it's glory till about 8 pm and after I'd worked up the nerve to go to the grocery store. ( I hate shopping. I will put off going to the store till I am totally out of food and/or coffee and creamer.)
So I spent the night at her house again. All this dust and animal hair from moving furniture gives me asthma, I can hear myself breath when I try to sleep.
So I didn't wake up till 930 and she soon came home from school sick. ( Yes my best friend is an adult she's going to medical school.)
We went to the store to finish my shopping. ( I had just gone to a specialty store last night.) and I went home.
I am an introvert and I will tell anyone that. I will tell them that if I don't get at least one day to myself during the weekend I am worn out and stressed. It makes things hard with dating, because I want to be alone. When I was younger I would tell people that my ideal husband is one that isn't always home, be it truck driver or Rodeo cowboy, Pilot or member of traveling show. I was told that I apparently didn't want a husband. For some people loving someone means you want them there every waking moment. For me I like the idea, but I don't need the constant contact. I'm not lonely, I want to be alone. Typing in introvert on pinterest brought me these, and all of them are as if they were written just for me:
Today a gentleman caller tried to " coax me out of my hobbit hole" as he put it. He wanted to go on a date. I said no, not without advanced notice and not on my mental health day. I stayed home today to stay home, not hang out with you. Sorry, if you don't understand then you're not the right guy for me anyways.
I lit some incense, made coffee and worked on my novel. It was a perfect afternoon. So perfect I might do it again tomorrow.
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