Why I’m An Introvert

I am a pretty friendly, talkative person. (I also like to overshare, if you haven’t noticed.) That’s why people often don’t realize that I’m an introvert. I’m a “not-shy introvert.” That’s a real thing, by the way.

I love quiet. I attended a spiritual retreat a few weekends ago and one of the people commented that the “silence” component that lasted about half of the second day was difficult for them. I thought that I would like to see how long I could remain still and silent. I figured I could go at least a week. I’ve got no problem with stillness and silence. In fact, the problems usually start when those things are not there.

That’s why this year with Olivia starting kindergarten and Marc having a job is so remarkable for me. Each morning I have the house to myself and I can do whatever I like. So what do I do? I sit on the couch in the living room every morning and I do my school work. Yesterday I had the soundtrack to Pride and Prejudice going… all day on repeat. Today I thought I might listen to the new Mumford and Sons while I read my textbook. But no. I didn’t want any noise. Just me, my couch, my textbook, and the view out our living room window.

Last year I would get one morning every two weeks to myself. It was especially glorious because it only happened twice a month. One of those mornings to myself, Marc came into the living room and started dancing to the music I had on. I said, “No! No! This is my morning. There is no noise; there is no movement. I get to have things as I like, and I want them calm.” He stopped dancing, and I think he left for the library as soon as possible thereafter.

I like quiet. And with three kids and a loud-talking and walking husband that doesn’t happen much. But it’s something I need. And it’s the way I am rejuvenated.

I like my mornings. Me, my couch, and the view out my window:
 
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This is the view out that window:
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P.S. As I was typing this post, Marc came home for lunch. He immediately put on the new Mumford and Sons. “For your benefit — you haven’t heard it yet!” he said. Then at one point he was dancing on the carpet in the living room to the music.

Not annoying (this time). Just ironic.

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4 Responses to Why I’m An Introvert

  1. Toni says:

    As an introvert you gain energy/regenerate from solitude – I understand.

    The view out of your window could be Oxfordshire, although not today because it isn’t dark grey and pouring with rain.

  2. Paula says:

    Did you save the picture of Marc dancing on the carpet for the next post? 🙂

    I get the not-shy introvert thing. I’m the same.

    Lovely pics of your new place, btw!! Looks so peaceful and beautiful!

  3. Bria says:

    Ya, I’d have to say I’m the same. I’m a chatty introvert too. I’ll talk up a storm once I know the person and feel comfortable in my surroundings but often I’ll just be very quiet. I also like the peacefulness of an empty (except for me) house. I’m enjoying my afternoons when both Rhys and Ammie are at school and trying to soak all of the quiet in before baby #3 gets here. At least, with this unplanned spacing in our children’s ages, I can still have a quiet house during naptime.

  4. Karla says:

    I call myself a “closet introvert”, No one would ever guess I am one, but that’s how I recharge best – alone.

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