I've mentioned it before - I am not a "phone person." I don't sit around and chit chat on the phone - if I do, it's rare. Although, interestingly enough, I don't mind sitting at the computer and chit chatting.
So last night, I had a few hours to myself as the guys were at a wedding. What? Why wasn't I at the wedding? Well, He-Who-Never-Arranges-Our-Social-Life (aka: Hubby) received an invite to the wedding of a former co-worker's son and upon opening the envelope promptly decided - without asking me - that I probably wouldn't want to go since I'd never met these people. So He-Who-Never-Arranges-Our-Social-Life filled out the response card saying that it would just be him and Man-Child and mailed it off. Yes, I know - I too gasped in shock. What can I say, he's clueless at times.
Anyway, here I was having a lovely time perusing blogs, checking out twitter, etc. Basically, enjoying the quiet. When the phone begins to ring. Sighing, I looked at the caller id. It was a friend, but truly not wanting to break the solitude I was currently enjoying - I hit ignore. I could call her back later, I reasoned.
I then got into an online chat with a friend about how sometimes you just don't want to answer the phone or even deal with people in real life - because sometimes, just sometimes, it takes too much energy (yes, I realize I am becoming a hermit - but I'm okay with that for the moment) to deal. Of course, our conversation meandered along to other topics - but that's where we started.
Still chatting online (apparently, we are twins that were separated at birth or something), the boys come home. Not five minutes after they walk in the door who shows up? Yup, the friend that had called earlier. The one I ignored. I cut off my online conversation rather abruptly (sorry, Kath) to focus on the couple that had just walked in.
Now, as our house is always open to friends who just want to stop by this usually isn't a problem. And it really wasn't a problem last night - because we spent an enjoyable few hours together. But in my current state of hermitage I was a little put out because I had my night all planned out. A bit more computer time, a hot bath and an early bedtime (soooo exciting for a Saturday night, I know! Aren't you envious?).
Apparently, a good time was had by all as they didn't leave until almost midnight and I woke this morning to a pounding head. We also woke to the realization that we had made plans to join them for lunch today. So my quiet weekend became one that ended up being quite busy.
So the moral to this story is this: If you are seeking solitude, sometimes it's just easier to answer the phone.