Introvert

Hello Everyone:

Whew, dodged a social bullet. Mum’s bestie invited herself over for dinner tomorrow evening but called today to say she was going to her daughter’s house for the weekend. Yay. I can be lazy and sleep in. Even better, less mess to clean up. Don’t me wrong, mum’s bestie is a nice, very proper South African lady but I like to hang out in my pajamas.  Also, entertaining can be be so exhausting for me.  Even when the Sometime BF comes over, I get so tired of being the charming host that I just want him to leave. Sounds wonderful, right?  I don’t mind the company but I can only take it for so long. So I guess that makes me an introvert. I fully accept that and I’m okay with it. It’s just who I am. I can take guests for a short period of time before I want them to leave. No one seems to get that, especially mum. Mum likes to force entertaining situations on me thinking I’ll somehow get used to it  or something like that.  I’ll never be able to fully deal with entering but I can deal with it in my own way