I’ve mentioned before that I fall right in the middle of introvert and extrovert on the Myers-Briggs. My brain can’t seem to decide if it’s more inclined to I or E, but the good news is that I usually feel comfortable wearing either hat. The I serves me well when I’m writing or hanging out at home in my pajamas. The E serves me well when I’m talking ninety to nothing with my family and friends.
But when that I or that E gets out of whack?
Whoa, Nellie Olsen. It ain’t pretty.
And honestly, the out of whack region is exactly where I’ve been living for the last couple of weeks. I have been running in super-high “E” mode – lots of plans and lunches and dinners and conversations and emails and phone calls and texts – and it has been a blast. I’ve felt very connected! and relational! and community-minded! and etc.! That part of things has been great. But yesterday afternoon? My “I” was begging for mercy. For some slow-down. For lots of not talking and shhhhh, no whispering, either. In fact, how about the quiet game? How about the quiet game for many days in a row while everybody keeps their thoughts to themselves and we just enjoy all the blessed quiet?
Oh, that does sound delightful. It’s not at all realistic, of course, and I’d be bored to tears within 24 hours, but being bored doesn’t sound so bad, come to think of it.
Anyway, in the interest of feeling a little more balanced and steady and level in my real life, I’m going to unplug this week. I don’t have a single obligation on the calendar other than work stuff and taking care of my people, so I’m going to lay low, soak up a slower pace, and hopefully de-clutter my brain a little bit. It’s gonna be a good thing.
Hope y’all have a wonderful week!