No Sinning Here

Today I read that one of the seven deadly blogging sins was jabbering on too much about oneself without giving something to the reader, so before I indulge in more navel-glazery tonight I will give back. Yes indeed. Here is a lovely link to my books you can buy. Now, please don’t say I never gave anything to my blogfans!

Okay then.

The otter day I commented somewhere (can’t remember where) that I’m a chatty introvert. I meant to talk more about this because it’s interesting to me, since it’s about myself, and honestly what could be more interesting than meeee?

I enjoy my own company and am happy in solitude ~ reading, writing, organizing stuff, watching a movie, chilling with the cat, etc. I’m fine going the whole weekend without talking to another person as long as I know my kids are okay. My office is quiet too, and I like that; I don’t chat much with people usually nor do I go to lunch with anyone. I think I’m probably more of a loner than the average introvert. My friends call themselves introverts too, but they seem to need much more social time than I do.

However! Speaking of friends, and being social generally, when I’m with people, I’m on. I talk. I talk a lot. I’m an open book. I’m warm and friendly, not shy, not quiet, not reserved at all. You really can’t shut me up, basically. I’ve even done open-mic stand-up comedy!

But after a few hours or so, my energy level will sink like a phone battery with a million apps open. I’ll become noticeably drained to the point that peeps might comment on it. My head feels too heavy for my neck… it’s overloaded with all the peopleness in the room. So much sensory input. Eventually I can’t process one bit more. Must escape!

I recharge again by being alone.

15 responses to “No Sinning Here

  1. Me and my laptop are besties.

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  2. btw,

    are any of your books available in softback?

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  3. I am exactly the same. When people say I can’t be an introvert because I’m talkative and unshy and all that (introversion is not shyness, dammit!), I say it’s not about the talking; it’s about the subject. Rule of thumb: Introverts talk about ideas and things; extroverts talk about people. Of course, I can talk about anything, if it’s in writing. Speaking of which: Wasn’t the old rule that if you wanted to go on and on and on about yourself to get a blog?

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    • I never thought about it that way, but it’s absolutely right. I would say I am an introvert, but I am “chatty,” really, and I mostly want to talk about ideas. If someone is talking to me about what people did–like on a soap opera–I am kind of amazed that they even know and remember all those details, and why they think it’s important. I guess that sounds kind of mean of me. So right now, I would want to talk about why humans evolved to mostly pay so much attention to the behavior of others in their larger social group, and how that might increase their probability of survival in a wild setting–stuff like that.

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      • That’s funny. I go to trivia games, but I’m mostly uninterested in trivia per se. There are often fun side convos that get interesting. And human behavior is always a fun puzzle.

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    • Lol Keera! Yes, I am a better communicator in writing on most topics. But there is something to be said for the face to face talks, with the expressions and all that. I don’t like phone much, except for my kids. I know their expressions!

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  4. Withdrawing is a cleansing giving cleansing and rejuvenation. Stay good and true to yourself Paula.

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  5. This is a wonderful post, Paula. I can relate to so much of what you wrote.

    After years of being an extrovert—or thinking I was—I’ve happily settled into the life of an introvert, and it’s blissful. I, too, recharge by being alone. My faith plays a huge role in that, as often I can tap into God when I don’t have people noise cluttering up my solitude. My heart hurts for those who aren’t ever happy being alone because they don’t know what they’re missing.

    💕

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    • Thank you, PJ. As an only child who was moved around often, I had friendships interrupted frequently. My parents moved in summer, to not disrupt school, but that usually meant months before I met new peeps. Sometimes there were neighbor friends. Point is, I became used to alone time early in life and it wasn’t a problem, except during the first few months after my husband left, but then I remembered I’d be fine. I can see it being upsetting though if you aren’t used to it. Now, I need my me time more than ever and if I don’t get it, well, then we have a problem. LOL

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      • I can relate to the idea that at first, being suddenly “alone” seemed scary. Like you, I quickly remembered I was pretty used to it before I got married. I’m sort of remembering and relearning and it’s OK.

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  6. well, loneliness is sometimes fun..isn’t it?.

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