Solitude

Ahhh. The kids are at school, the husband just left for the office and the only sound I hear is the humming of the computer. This, to me, is bliss.

I am probably one of the most social persons you could ever know. Just ask my husband. I'll talk to anyone--in the checkout line, in elevators. He took me to his company's Christmas party (where I had only previously met one person) and we were among the last to leave because me and my new friends were doing the "Stanky Leg" dance in the middle of the living room.

That being said, as much as I love meeting new people, love talking and being with friends, I totally cherish my alone time. Some folks love to know that there's always someone in the next room. Not me. I don't get bored. There's always something to do that needs to be done, or doesn't need to be done.

I think today I'll try to make a dent in the playroom, or maybe the closet. I could put the living room back together now that the Christmas decorations are down. Or I could take a nap...