Solitude. Who knew I needed it so much.
The basic difference between introverts and extroverts is that the first recharge their batteries through quiet solitude while the latter draw energy from being among people. I’ve always known I’m an introvert, but even I am surprised at how much the quiet of the past two days has been a balm to my soul. Bud is at Elaine’s housesitting and he was hardly out the door when I turned off the noise. There has been nary a radio or TV turned on in the house since he left.
I feel so rejuvenated.
You have to understand he can’t stand quiet and always has at least one TV and one radio turned on at any given time. Well, except when he’s asleep; he goes down to just the radio then. I have been known to walk through the house and turn off two TV’s and three radios in rooms he’s not in, while he still has one of each creating noise near where he is located. It’s never quiet here.
Except now.
I miss him, but I don’t miss the noise.
In fact, this evening I was in such good spirits I made pita bread, just to see if I could. It was amazingly easy and they turned out quite well.
I wonder what I would get accomplished if I had a couple days of quiet every week?
Sounds a lot like me. Lots of noise is hard for me to handle. I love peace and quiet. I feel good inside. Glad you get to enjoy it for a bit…