now because my mom is always on the computer, and because she is 2h ahead on ontario time, she is always there to sweetly wish me good morning and have a wee little conversation about what i have planned for my day. all nice, this, but not for me, not in the morning, not when i have just gotten up and am resolutely misanthropically antisocial.
this has led to e-lurking. i will engage in a guerilla style email check - drop in, read emails, drop out. i leave my skype off the hook. i ignore chats. and i do feel guilty. i really really do. it's just that my aversion to early morning conversation trumps the guilt.
when i holidayed with my parents in arizona in april, my dad insisted on talking to me all morning. and talking. and talking. (this from a man who, at the best of times, is fairly monosyllabic (unless you get a political/religious discussion going but i refuse to delve into that here (or anywhere else, for that matter))) when i finally snapped, he wondered why i was so pissed off and, after actually thinking before answering for once, i realised that i am in no way shape or form angry in the morning, provided you shut the hell up.
furthermore, i am being invited by family members to hang out with them, on account of my all alone monkeyless status, and as much as i appreciate the gesture and the genuine concern for my emotional well-being that informs it, i have to say i am loving being on my own.
more and more evidence is cropping up that i may indeed have a very heavily disguised core of introvertedness.