Lately I find myself spending extra time in my parked car because I’m trying to figure out what the heck is actually going on around me. If you read my Welcome! message you’ll know that I’m trying to romanticize my life. I take extra time making my morning coffee and try to enjoy the quiet stillness of sunrise before the world wakes up and I’m forced to control my facial expressions.
Years ago a neighbor shared that she loved spending time by herself because she was the “coolest bitch” she knew. As I’ve gotten older I’ve found this to be a true statement; I am the coolest person I know. I’m very comfortable spending time alone enjoying my own company. I enjoy going to the movies alone on a Tuesday afternoon and hanging out on the deck with my pup. Why is that? Yes I’m an introverted extrovert but is this a bit extreme?
I want to believe I’m just enjoying the transition to this new season of life but I do wonder, do I just dislike people now? Maybe I just don’t feel like people-pleasing anymore. Or, hear me out, maybe I’m just giving myself permission to stop people-ing when I’ve had enough.
All this to say, I don’t think I need to make excuses for wanting to be in the calm and quiet of my home, my safe space, where I have snacks and great coffee. This season of life means I don’t have to ask for permission, I can be as introverted as I want to be.
