Bring on the madness

Those of you who know me well know that I am an extreme extrovert.  I can take about two hours of quiet alone time and then I'm done.  I need to turn on music, call a friend or connect to others virtually through Facebook and blogs.  But as much I'm addicted to Facebook and blogs, a computer screen just doesn't cut it for me.  I NEED to be around people. 

My husband has been traveling a lot this week and our apartment is way too quiet for my liking.  Having lots of time to do whatever I need or want to do sounds like a dream right?  Most of you probably think, "I wish I had that kind of time and that kind of peace and quiet."  But honestly to me this week, it's been more like a nightmare.  When I have lots of extra time, I don't get super productive.  I don't get creative (and write my husband poetic letters to tell him how much I miss him.  That's what he did for me when I was in America for two weeks this summer, but he thrives with lots of alone time.  I don't.)  I don't relax.  I don't enjoy it one bit.  I just get bored. 

I know several months from now when we get our little girls and we're struggling to figure out the hustle and bustle of everyday life with them, I'm sure there will plenty of thoughts in my head about what I should have done with this time.  But right now, in my optimism and in my longing for what I don't yet have, all I can think is "bring on the madness."  I really think I'm going to like it.