Two weeks ago, I canceled a lunch walk with a friend.
I cited “introvert overload” after an especially exhausting morning with my kids. I sent her a link to “This introvert’s bubble” so she might see my cancellation not as a blow-off but a necessary self protective measure. (She did!)
I came into this week already overloaded following my San Antonio trip.
This week has involved at least as intensive interaction. Next week will be the same.
So when I was invited to lunch on Wednesday, I politely declined.
“We’re not gonna tease you for your weird food!” someone said.
I smiled and said, “That’s not it. It’s an introvert thing. If I don’t get a little time to myself, I’m all exhausted and RAWR by the time I pick up my kids. No one wins.”
From that moment, a post began brewing in my brain. If I tried writing it now, it’d be 18,000 words and 1,000 images. For time’s sake, I’m gonna let it percolate a little longer before I start typing and graphing.
(I’m pretty sure I’ll sound like a prize-worthy misanthrope no matter the word count, but we’ll see!)
For now, I just wanted to say hi. If I don’t say much more than that for a while, it’s not because I’ve been abducted by aliens!
I’m just on energy-saver mode to take the edge off my introvert overload.