You said it, Mel.
It is a gorgeous day - sunny and in the high 40s/low 50s. I've been invited by some good friends to go caching with them while Bryan's at work, and I declined. Why? Because right now, as much as I love spending time with them, I want to be home. I want to spend the day in my nice quiet apartment with a few open windows, doing whatever it is that I do when I'm home by myself (which usually includes cooking, cleaning, laundry and snuggling with my kitty - nothing exciting, but I'm by myself, and that's what matters).
In other words, I want to be alone. Sunday afternoon is my "me" time. Sure, it sucks that Bryan and I only have one day off in common, but the day off that we don't share (Sunday for me, Friday for him) gives us both time to be on our own to "recharge and rejuvenate," as Mel so accurately described it.
I already have a chuck roast in the crockpot for dinner later, which we'll share with our friend whose caching invitation I declined. When I step away from the big, glowing box that is my computer, I'll clean the kitchen and bathroom, tidy up the living room and probably throw in a load of laundry.
When we were still doing Friday nights, I'd get home from work and lounge on the couch with a book or magazine, even a catalog - it didn't matter - and read in complete silence until the sound of the door buzzer let me know that it was time to be social - and even then, I'd usually retreat to the confines of the computer room, where I would - as Bryan put it - "hold court" until the majority of the people left. I'd always have people in there with me, but it was a place for nice, relaxing, muted conversation, in sharp contrast to the bustling, energy-filled activity in the living room.
Geez, I don't even like when it gets loud at work. Sometimes I wonder if my desire for peace and quiet stems from working in a call center. My guess is that it does.
Posted by beenie at March 26, 2006 03:43 PM