I had a hugely busy few days a couple of weeks ago. As a hard-core introvert, I generally work really hard to keep my calendar free of big social events whenever possible.. There is nothing like seeing a blank calendar, free of social engagements, appointments and various obligations to give me that coveted sense of peace and tranquility, ahhh. However, in real life you sometimes have to get with the program if you don’t want to be ostracized from your family, kicked to the curb, or banished from the pack. Efforts must be made occasionally to keep the peace 😉
This particular occasion was a huge deal; the wedding of a close and much-loved family member. Introvert or not, I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. Let me make that clear right off the bat. I want no hurt feelings here. It was a beautiful ceremony and a very nicely done reception.
But it was a long day.. We arrived an hour before the afternoon ceremony which meant lots of chit-chat and small talk. By the time the ceremony started, I was already feeling the drain on my limited introvert batteries. It didn’t help that it was hot enough to melt the mascara off your face, but that’s another issue altogether, lol. The second the ceremony was over, I was making a bee-line towards the door. Time to go home until the evening reception! Whoah, not so fast. Apparently, it’s not polite to do that, so we hung around for more small talk with people I didn’t know. Photos had to be taken, people had to be kissed, hands had to be clasped.
We returned home taking with us some out-of-town guests as we couldn’t just leave them out on the streets 😉 Very kind and lovely people. As they chatted with my husband, I managed to escape to my bubble (in this case, my bedroom), for some much-needed re-charging. Introverts will know that this is an absolute necessity for proper human functioning. After an hour, I felt somewhat re-energized and returned to the land of the people.
Off we went to the reception. Many, many more nice people all around. It was a very fine evening. I ate, I drank, I danced, I chit-chatted – I drank.. I did all of the things people do at receptions. It was oh so fun until my batteries crashed – about three hours in. I had nothing left to give. As I sat alone at our table observing the social games that people play, I was astounded by my lack of enthusiasm to join the club. I was perfectly content to sit by myself and watch the show. It occurred to me that those sitting around me might find it strange that I was alone at my table. Everyone else had disappeared, no doubt working the room, but there I sat, unmoving, and unbothered by the thought. Into my bubble I went.
As usual, we were one of the first couples to leave the party. My husband knows me well enough to be able to gauge when my social batteries are drained. He can see it on my face and knows when I have nothing left to give. He also knows that if he pushes it, I will simply go deeper into my bubble, ie: find a dark, quiet corner to melt into..? and that just might get embarrassing..
It was a challenging day for this extreme introvert, but also one I would never have missed. I am happy for the time spent with loved ones, and appreciate that they keep inviting me, despite my social limitations. I guess they get me by now and I love them for that.
I may be an introvert, but I believe in love 🙂 Give this a listen – it’s way cute!