I love everyone in my family but I am very much an introvert who used to take advantage of school days to recharge in solitude. Solitude which I’ve not had since March. As an extreme introvert, the small moments I’ve carved out here and there in my bedroom at the end of the day are just not enough. I am feeling very drained.
You know what I think I need more than anything right now?
I need some time, maybe a long weekend, where I’m in a comfy space with just my laptop, my bullet journaling supplies, and a few books. I need all social media and news sites blocked on my laptop and my phone, and I only need access to my streaming services and TikTok so I can choose my entertainment at MY discretion, and not needing to find a consensus amongst the members of my family with wildly differing tastes.
I need a small fridge stocked with my favorite seltzer water and one nightly local lager that will only disappear as I drink them. No going to get something and finding it’s all gone. I need some Ruffles and french onion dip and some Half-Baked Ben&Jerry’s. That combined with some meal delivery services should suffice.
I need to be able to do whatever I want without people hollering for me across the house, or needing me to drive them places. I need to be able to eat and drink what I choose without considering the tastes of everyone else in the house. My schedule needs to be mine ALONE.
OH. And I need my coffee maker and my coffee supplies. And I need to drink the entire pot myself in the morning without coming back for a second cup only to find the whole pot is already gone.
I need no phones to ring, no texts to come in, and no emails to check. No laundry to do or dishes to wash or meals to cook or groceries to buy.
BUT – I need all of those things being tended to while I’m in solitude. None of my heavenly retreat is worth it if I have to exit to piles of things that didn’t get done in my absence.
I need a soft (but not too soft) bed that I sleep in alone…where no one wakes me up because I’m snoring, where no one comes to get me in the middle of the night because they’re not feeling well, where no dogs need to be let out.
I will only leave my retreat once a day, and that’s for a mid-day trip through the McDonald’s drive-thru for a large Diet Coke. Their fountain drinks are the best, you know.
I know the logistics of this are pretty much impossible, but it sure is nice to dream.