Living in a house with eight other people does not lend itself to Quiet. I mean really…I home-school, so five of my seven children are home with me all day, every day. The oldest two have their own work/school schedules and come and go as necessary.
But Quiet is something I crave. I was not an only child, but the closest sibling to me was 14 years older and male. I had a lot of Quiet time. The older I got, the less I cared about having noise and activity. I liked it Quiet – still do. Quiet is where I rejuvenate.
Sometimes, to get the Quiet I need to refresh myself, I wander into a public place – restaurant, library, park – and read. Those places are not necessarily Quiet, but I don’t have to be aware of as many things in those places. I don’t have to listen for squabbles, or the dog needing to go out. I don’t have to worry about the washing machine or dryer. I time it so dinner is not a concern. It’s just me and my book or computer, if I’m trying to write.
Do your kids knock on your door or venture into your space just to make sure you’re there? Mine do. It’s so funny. They’ll knock on the door and come in and give me a hug or a glance and then leave. I ask what they wanted. “Nothing.” They just wanted to see if I was still there. I appreciate the hugs, but sometimes (especially when they all have the need to ‘see’ me) it gets overwhelming.
When I can’t get away, I have a sign that I post on my door. It reads “Knock for Emergency ONLY.” I only use this when I just can’t stand anymore attention or questions and I NEED some Quiet.
I could use some new tactics…what do you do when you need Quiet?