I had an appointment with my primary care physician yesterday - nothing serious, just a follow up to see if the increase of my crazy meds was helping (so-so, I'm taking a wait 'n see approach on this one).
Anyhoot, I was extra busy yesterday getting ready for my appointment and didn't have time for Blogger or many other things I normally do in the mornings. SAD.
The Evil Twin came home from work early to watch the kids while I went to the docs and then flitted on over to the Mart.
While I was getting myself ready for the day, I started thinking about how much I enjoy doing things alone. I like company, too, but doing things on my own doesn't really bother me.
Sometimes, it's just faster if I can go somewhere, achieve the mission and get back home. I've been that way all my life.
When my sister was staying with us in February, I asked her if she noticed how quiet I was and that silence doesn't make me all wiggy. She said, "Yes."
I have one friend - we'll call her Miss T - who is also okay with silence. She came over on Friday and had some classwork to do. I had bills to pay and laundry. We both did our own thing and only occasionally looked up to have a conversation. But, it wasn't awkward. I think that's a sign of a solid friendship: that we both feel comfortable chatting - or not - it's no big deal.
I think my solitude makes some people uncomfortable. As long as the other person isn't bored half to death, I can roll with it.
That being said, I would not want to attend a movie alone or eat at a restaurant by myself. Those are social outings I feel like I would be singled out as a loser by being alone, but everything else is fair game.
Am I weird? (Yes). Do I care? (No).
I hope all my hooligans have a lovely Tuesday! Personally, I woke up in a good mood this morning....I hope it lasts. :-)