Yesterday we hosted a BBQ to celebrate my step-daughter’s graduation from college. I’m so proud of her, and was thrilled to host a party so that everyone could let her know what a big deal this is and how much we all want to support and encourage her. It was wonderful, and I had a good time.

But here’s the funny thing. I dreaded it. The idea of having lots of people here. Wondering if everyone would have a good time. Trying to figure out how much food for how many people. Thinking about drinks. What about alcohol? Good idea? Bad? I didn’t get all the decorations done. It was hot. Would people get too hot? Were there enough chairs? How much tea did I need to make? The house was a mess. I couldn’t clean fast enough. I hauled 2 boxes of stuff to the Salvation Army.

The Grad

The Grad

And now that it’s over, I’m exhausted. Totally and completely exhausted. Drained.

I think it’s because I am an introvert. I’m happiest when I’m alone. Would be perfectly happy as a hermit, most of the time. Some people freak out being alone, wondering what they’ll do, how they’ll survive. I’m the opposite. I need time alone to recharge. And, I have to admit, I’m a bit jealous of my stepdaughter, who is such a happy, delightful person – someone that everyone enjoys being around. She just makes you smile. Proof is in the pic. ;o)

How about you? Introvert? Extrovert? Whichever – how to do you recharge?

4 thoughts on “#Introvert

  1. Introvert all the way. Getting more so the older I get. Sometimes I wonder if I need a check up from the neck up. By the time I have the constant chatter around me at work (and in my head) I just want time alone so I can breath!

  2. I used to be a complete and total introvert. I’m somewhere in between these days – I still love (and NEED) time to fly solo, but I’ve learned to appreciate time with others. Heck, I’ve even learned to appreciate their eccentricities (yes, I own a few as well). All said, being alone is comfortable, being a large group is not; one-on-one or in a small group, I can be right up in the midst of things. Perhaps I’m an anomaly!

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