I have a unique personality. I’m an introvert with extroverted tendencies. It seems like a contradiction of terms, but what it means is that I’m comfortable and can be engaged and even thrive in public arenas and surrounded by people… for a while. It’s that for a while bit that’s the catch. While I enjoy that environment, it ultimately drains me. In my former life, part of my job was flying around the country with a team of people hosting conferences for churches on marketing, hospitality and outreach. On the day of the event we’d all be there bright and early waiting to greet the hundreds of participants and we’d lead workshops all day and sometimes wrap things up with just enough time to pack up the gear, slap on the UPS pick-up stickers and make it to the airport in time for our respective flights home. Other times we’d go back to our hotels.
I loved it. However.
It was at the end of those days after being “on” for 12 or so straight hours that just about the last thing I wanted to do was talk to another person. I needed to be by myself. Sometimes I wandered the streets of whatever city I was in. Sometimes I sat in some hotel bar sipping a beer and watching people pass by. The key was, I needed to be by myself. I needed to recharge. I need time to let my mind just wander around inside my head.
Those days have past. I teach now, which in many cases requires more of me because I’m required to be “on” daily. Lectures, working with students, meetings, projects, etc… The past few months have had pretty major time commitments, which is fine except I’ve had to sacrifice a lot of the recharge time I held for myself. This week, being the first week of the spring semester was packed and days starting at 5:30 a.m. often didn’t end until closer to midnight. It’s not a pity party, I knew what I was getting into.
But, all that said this weekend and time working alone at that cabin can’t come soon enough.
In the mean time… live well…laugh often…love always.