There is a certain social stigma toward solitude and introverted personality traits; however, I often find myself looking forward to weekends without any plans to be social. Don’t get me wrong, I adore my friends and the adventures we get ourselves into, but my oh my is “me time” good for my soul.
My creativity flows freely. When I am alone in my house, I’m also alone in my head. I redecorate everything I can get my hands on. I start reading as many books as I can get my hands on, including this one. I doodle. I head to the kitchen and test-drive new and interesting recipes, like this one. I am free to do whatever my heart desires, and it’s a happy feeling.
I can slow down and recharge. In the solitude of my home, I don’t feel guilty about taking naps, long showers, and lighting every candle I own. I can come and go as I please, and in stark contrast to the hectic schedule of my work-week, I don’t have anyone to report to or any deadlines. It’s calming.
Reflect on life. It’s my time for soul-searching. Am I happy with where I am in life at this very moment? What do I want to achieve that I can begin right now? Have I made the best choices for myself? What do I need to work on? I am able to put my life into perspective. When I’m not happy with something, I can work out a plan for change. It’s difficult to take stock of these things when I’m constantly on the go and surrounded by others.
Serious focus improvement. At work, when it is most important for me to stay focused, I can’t. I’m easily distracted by the candy bar or the occasional adorable puppy that is prancing around the office. The second that my intern asks me a question, my mind darts in the opposite direction of the work I had just been doing. But being on my own is like a heavy-duty Adderall.
So take a day, or a weekend. Make no plans. Recharge. I promise you it’s worth it.