when the cat's away, the mouse will clean out the garage
AK has been in Seattle for the past few days. Yesterday, she called me from the road. "It's great seeing people," she said, "but it's kind of nice being by myself in the rental car for a little while and getting to stop for food whenever I want."
In other words, the extrovert had reached her limit. I've used my time to geek out introvert-style, meaning I have:
It's funny how couples cast themselves in these little roles: I'm the introvert, she's the extrovert; I'm OCD, she's messy, etc. Within our sample population of two, it's true that we are at opposite ends of a couple of spectra. But if we actually looked at the whole population, we'd see that we're probably just on different sides of the middle. Maybe because I crashed an abnormal psychology class last night (long story), I'm inspired to draw a scientific diagram of the introversion/extroversion spectrum to illustrate my point.
A-------------------------------B-------C--------------------------------------------D
A=J.D. Salinger
B=Cheryl
C=AK
D=Heidi and Spencer
Okay, I'm going to stop now. Just by drawing it, I put myself a little too close to the whackjob end of all scales for comfort. Now on to the charming drama of the appellate process!
*We don't have a real garage. We have a garage door that opens to a sliver of storage space--basically a false front that can pass as a garage in front of building inspectors. So it actually doesn't take long to clean out.
In other words, the extrovert had reached her limit. I've used my time to geek out introvert-style, meaning I have:
- cleaned out the garage*
- cleaned almost everything else, although I didn't get to wash the walls, liked I dreamed I would
- written--just the normal amount
- taken three yoga classes
- finally (maybe) figured out how to use the flash drive my dad gave me for Christmas in like 2007
- made an omelet with cheese, which AK hates
- watched Anchorman
It's funny how couples cast themselves in these little roles: I'm the introvert, she's the extrovert; I'm OCD, she's messy, etc. Within our sample population of two, it's true that we are at opposite ends of a couple of spectra. But if we actually looked at the whole population, we'd see that we're probably just on different sides of the middle. Maybe because I crashed an abnormal psychology class last night (long story), I'm inspired to draw a scientific diagram of the introversion/extroversion spectrum to illustrate my point.
A-------------------------------B-------C--------------------------------------------D
A=J.D. Salinger
B=Cheryl
C=AK
D=Heidi and Spencer
Okay, I'm going to stop now. Just by drawing it, I put myself a little too close to the whackjob end of all scales for comfort. Now on to the charming drama of the appellate process!
*We don't have a real garage. We have a garage door that opens to a sliver of storage space--basically a false front that can pass as a garage in front of building inspectors. So it actually doesn't take long to clean out.
Comments
...Damn, you DO need to get out of the house.
Last time I washed walls was probably in the mid 80s. Took convincing from Mom that that was something people even did.
* I was happy to stop for food whenever I wanted because I AM A RAVENOUS EATER WHO CANNOT EAT A MERE 3 MEALS A DAY. I think I eat 6-7 times every day. Hopefully small meals?
* I only made you attend that abnormal psych class because it was the first session and otherwise the prof wouldn't let me add.
Anyway, your feeling is normal to get things when you want AK to go away for a few days or a few hours. I once in a while want to "kick" David and the boys out so I can accomplish my house chores. They are not so neat, either, but they are lovable. That's probably why we are attracted to our soul mate.