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Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Hello, my name is Gail. I am a hermit

We all wear so many hats. Think about all of your hats a minute...

Me? I like to cook. I like to read. I like to be with Jacob. I'm a sister. I'm a daughter. I'm a wife, a mother, a friend. I'm a homeowner, a dog lover. I'm a Lutheran. I am an employee. I'm a decision maker. I'm up north, small town and close knit. I'm loud, opinionated, stubborn and extremely detailed. I'm a planner and a doer. And the list goes on.

I have always been more of a loner. It's always been a joke with my sister and my mom "if you didn't have your nose buried in a book". I never felt like I fit in at home or at school. I was always trying to catch up to my sisters. And friends were hard - they didn't read! And when I did make friends it was tough because I don't like places that are busy - too many people. I don't go to concerts or festivals or popular bars/restaurants. Nix on the sporting events (I can talk myself into a Cardinals game - don't worry). Thankfully, I'm not much interested in those things, in being with all the people. Imagine radio static - like when you can't quite tune in the station - that is me in a crowd of people. I can't clear out that static.

As I'm getting older, I don't like to drive as much. I spend an hour on the road every day. That's 5 hours a week. I will drive to a bigger city if I'm confident in where I'm going otherwise, I won't go. I'll drive up to Manistee but, to go there and back in one day is too much for me. It's also hard with Jacob - he thinks I can look at everything he wants when he wants yet drive all at the same time!

I am a hermit. I am perfectly content to be at home with my books. Mmmm...books. I love my home. Everything that I love is inside of it (minus my Lake Michigan). I can be myself here. I can be at my best. Or my worst. I can be who I want when I want. Or not. There is no static.

I like being a hermit. To only want to be in my own element and I do still venture out of it. Oddly, the last time I had a reading she'd said my home was going to become my sanctuary this year. Hmmm...

Don't tell my mom, ok? She made me promise I'd never be a stay in the house book reading hermit!

1 comment:

  1. When I started working from home I remember people asking me, aren't you going to get lonely? Ummmm....NO. I love being here. I do not mind feeling like a hermit. Now, I will admit I do need to get out of the house at least once a week but that's only because I literally do not leave all day. The only thing I wish is that the house would clean itself so I could be buried in more books. Hermits. Good :)

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