My 4yo nephew is visiting and I feel like a grumpy old grandma when I hear him stomping downstairs at, like, 9pm. My mom would have never allowed me to be up and about past 7pm, lol. I vividly remember that I had to be in bed around 8pm when I was already 12.
Anyway. Every time we have guests I just want to lock myself away. I don't even want to bump into anyone. My brain just cannot handle the meeting. I'd rather stay in my rooms for a week straight and forego all other plans. I simply can't relax when other people are in the household. A bit neurotic, perhaps, but I can't help it. Something in my brain rejects the presence.
Anyway. Every time we have guests I just want to lock myself away. I don't even want to bump into anyone. My brain just cannot handle the meeting. I'd rather stay in my rooms for a week straight and forego all other plans. I simply can't relax when other people are in the household. A bit neurotic, perhaps, but I can't help it. Something in my brain rejects the presence.