Tonight I am sitting at home and loving every moment of it.
I was invited to a last minute birthday get together for Jeremy’s CO’s wife, but I decided to decline.
I would have enjoyed myself, it was at my favorite line-dancing bar, and I had no other conflicting plans…but I still decided to pass on the invite.
I have come to accept that I am an introvert.
I used to feel like there was something wrong with me; because going out and “having fun” was exhausting to me when it was such a desirable activity for everyone else.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I have fun when I am out with people.
But it takes energy for me. I feel drained afterwards and I need time alone to “recharge”.
The opposite is true for extraverts, they gain energy by being around people.
This week I have had a lot of draining; a lot of events to attend. Spouse dinner, kickball practice, movies with friends, kickball tournament. Going from work, to an event, and then home to bed is exhausting to me. I have no time to recharge from all the socialization.
So tonight, I said “no” when I was invited out. And I don’t feel bad about it at all.
In the last 25 years I have learned my limits. I’ve learned to accept my personality type. I’ve learned to accept myself.
Coincidently, I stumbled across this post on FB today; 25 Things Every Woman Should Have By The Time She Turns 25
It resonated with my new-found acceptance of myself and my introvert-ness
Good-night! I’m off to read a book and enjoy my solitude