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The most wonderful time of the year [Dec. 24th, 2015|01:11 pm]
Running around the house getting ready to celebrate Christmas. Tonight will be Beef Wellington with bacon-roasted potatoes and asparagus. Tomorrow morning we go to the Meyers' to enjoy Christmas morning with them. In the afternoon, another viewing of Star Wars: The Force Awakens.

And then the next day I begin my *second* favorite time of year: I put my family on airplanes and get the house all to myself for several days! I am in need of serious aloneness, snugged down in my house with my puppy, my books, my craft room, and no need to talk to anyone for at least three days.

I don't need this very often; I love my family and love having them around me. But once in a while my introvert batteries rejoice in being left completely alone. I always think that I'll watch movies and such. I usually don't turn on the TV at all, reading and sewing. And just thinking.

By the time they come back I will be thrilled to see them. But for that few days, I will be basking in privacy.

[User Picture]From: ba1126
2015-12-24 07:15 pm (UTC)
I understand. As my Hubby and I explain it, I get my batteries "charged" with people and talk and music and noise. He gets his 'charged' from peace and quiet and silence.
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