Last month Eli was in a ballet show. It came at the end of an extremely busy month full of work groups and visits from friends and family. I usually volunteer to help out backstage with Eli's group.
It goes something like this....arrive an hour and a half before the show starts, twenty excited girls crammed into a little room putting on makeup, getting hair shellacked to their heads, dressing in there costumes for the first dance, then the mass exit when it's time for them to dance, wait, wait, wait, mad dash to change into next costume...where are my tights? can you help me put my glow in the dark, sparkly head band on so it won't fall off and trip me while I dance? OH NO, I LEFT MY SHOES AT HOMEEEEEE!!!!....mass exit for the next dance, wait wait wait....you get the picture. It's fun. Actually it's funny. I chuckle to myself a lot.
Anyway, this time I ended up sitting and talking with one of the other moms for a long while about homeschooling and her little four year old boy. She talked a lot. And for a long time. She is very nice, and I was interested in the conversation. But after a bit I found myself thinking....Wow, she talks a lot. And then I thought....When is she going to stop talking. And then later...I wish I could just ask her to be quiet for a while.
Now before some of you think I am just an extremely rude person, let me explain something about myself. I am an introvert. It's true!! I can hear the laughter and cries of disbelief from people who know me. But I repeat, it's true. I always have been. I enjoy people. I like to be crazy and have fun. But there comes a point when my people meter gets into the red zone, and when that happens I have to be alone. If I don't get time alone, bad things can happen. I get impatient. I end up with a permanent scowl on my face. I get annoyed easily. Not a pretty picture.
I always knew this about myself, but last year I read something
here that put it into words and made me understand myself better. I'm not shy. I enjoy people. In small doses. This explains why I found myself wishing for earplugs to enable me to smile and nod while at the same time tune out the friendly nice lady's voice. After a month FULL, no MORE THAN FULL of talking and getting to know people and seeing great old friends and having a good time, I was in desperate need of down time, by myself time, alone time.
My Ben and I are the introverts in our family. It's very obvious in Ben who at 12 is in the process of learning how to not be rude. I hide it much better. Which is why most people laugh when I tell them this. The challenge for us is to balance the needs of the two introverts with the two extroverts and one extreme extrovert (guess which one!!). It makes for interesting times here at Casa Marshall. Benjamin and I usually opt to A. stay at home or hang out just with the family, while Eli and Logan want B. to go everywhere everyday with as many people as possible. Jon usually ends up being the one who balances it out for us. So glad that I married him!
Really though who wouldn't be glad to be married to this handsome fellow??!!