I'm having a total me-fest this week. I know that I'm not going to be blogging once we move and the fact that I am in a major state of limbo since we're not quit packing as we don't exactly know what home we're moving to... well, I have some time on my hands that I haven't had in quite some time. And the time has of course has given me a chance to think about life and myself a lot more than I usually do. I normally am totally fried mid-week as I've worked 3 days in a row as a waitress (an extrovert's job!) and all I want to do is catch up on cleaning the house and laundry. This week has been different. I'm not behind on anything. It's weird to have spare time. I mean, really. Weird. I almost don't know what to do with it.
I'm on my second baby blanket and it feels so nice to not have to cram handmade gifts in to my schedule to the point where they actually make me resentful my friends ever decided to get pregnant. I am actually enjoying the process of quilting again.
And my kids are cracking me up too. I took Birdie, my little potty-trainer to swim today and she announced mid-lesson she had to go to the bathroom, so I took her... and then upon returning to the pool she announced loudly, "I peed in the POTT-IE everyone!" When the entire pool didn't applaud and throw candy at her she looked at me like, "What's up with this crowd, Mom?" I mean, my kids are funny as heck... and honestly, sometimes I am just too tired to notice their hilarity. But not this week!
Recently I got to talking with the ol' husband about hanging out with this person and that person before we leave... and as I was making excuses for mainly only wanting to hang out with myself... I came up with the term: The Introverted Extrovert. I tried explaining it to him and he wasn't impressed. Well too bad! It's an awesome term! Has someone else already coined it? Say it isn't so. I haven't even googled it yet but I'm pretty sure I am a genius with the discovery that such a person exists... Because I AM THAT PERSON. And so here, I will go in to detail on what exactly an Introverted Extrovert is... because, I know... you care.
Everyone who knows me knows I'm an extrovert. It takes all of 5 seconds to figure this out. Okay 2 seconds. I am kind of loud, excited and blunt... all rolled in to one. I love telling stories, like- a lot. If Shawn tries to cut me off or change a detail I pretty much flip out- I hate story hi-jackers. I love parties (duh)... I love to dance and have no problem getting a dance floor started. I love people...unless I hate them, and then well I hate them... But I mostly love people. I will totally talk to the person in the grocery store line... I am that girl. Anyway, trust me- all signs point to EXTROVERT.
Except... except for that one little thing about preferring to hang out at home... by myself. You see, while I may love people and being social- and my amazing story-telling ways... I also LOVE my me-time. I am in love with it. I would marry it if I didn't think it would be unfaithful. I love to sew, I love to craft, I love to plug in the hot glue gun and see where it takes me... I love reading magazines and the occasional book... and I love blogging! All of these things are SOLO work people! Please don't ask if you can come over and "hang" while I blog... Noooo, that's weird! Confession: if I had the choice between going out for a GNO or crafting alone (the thought of a crafting party sounds like hell on earth by the way) I would most likely prefer staying home and make something... for someone else... as a gift...
And then giving it to them at a party- because I love parties! But I hate games. No charades, no Cranium, no other normal extrovert-y type games.
I mean... this can't be normal right?! According to the life of an extrovert: I am refueled by people! And I am, kind of... like when I want to be? So here I am once again... an anomaly to all... including myself, my introverted extrovert self...
I guess I'll go hole up in my Craft Cave... no wonder I gave it that name... Introverts love caves, don't they?
xo Party or Die xo