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solitude

Posted on | February 19, 2007 | 6 Comments

Until a couple of years ago, it wasn’t unusual for me to go an entire weekend without speaking face-to-face with another adult.  Unless you count the cashier at the grocery store, and I didn’t.  I hated it.  I called my friends, I called my sister, I called my mom.  I tried to fill my time, but mostly I was treading water until Monday, fighting feelings of loneliness, boredom and panicked frustration. 

I wish I’d had my fiber obsession back then.

Now when I spend the rare weekend alone, it’s a treat.  SB decided to go backpacking this weekend and since I was still recuperating from my sinus infection, I decided to stay home.  I had so much fun!  I knitted (finished the left front of my cardi and am about four inches from finishing the right front – next up are the sleeves, woo hoo!). I spun a full 4 oz. bobbin and about a third of a second. Saturday I dyed horrible colors and then redeemed myself by dyeing some halfway decent colorways yesterday.  I watched the entire second season of The Office (I laughed) and Searching for Angela Shelton (I cried).  I read.  I drank coffee.  I floated in the hot tub and watched the birds fly from tree to tree.  I accidentally set off the house alarm.  I cooked not a thing – I ate pizza and cereal and Triscuits with cheese and chocolate and coffee.  I drank several beers.  I was not responsible for anyone but myself and you know…it was nice.  I would definitely not want to live that way every day, I love my husband and son and would be lost without them.  But it was nice to have that solitude for a little while.  I appreciate my alone time so much more now than just a short time ago. 

This was my view most of the weekend.  Somehow I managed not to eat the whole box of truffles. 

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