Oh man, am I ever your opposite (but we knew that!).
If I go for a whole day without adult contact other than Rich (who, like another commenter mentioned, segued psychologically from 'other person to deal with' to 'part of me/doesn't count as work' a long time ago), I go absolutely batshit. Working from home for more than a day or two in a row requires massive IM-bombing of chatty people that evening or sitting on the porch with the neighbors just to get some contact in and feel like part of the world again.
If you need a break from us raging extroverts in August, lemme know, and we can drag Katie out shopping or something for a couple of hours while you recharge.
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If I go for a whole day without adult contact other than Rich (who, like another commenter mentioned, segued psychologically from 'other person to deal with' to 'part of me/doesn't count as work' a long time ago), I go absolutely batshit. Working from home for more than a day or two in a row requires massive IM-bombing of chatty people that evening or sitting on the porch with the neighbors just to get some contact in and feel like part of the world again.
If you need a break from us raging extroverts in August, lemme know, and we can drag Katie out shopping or something for a couple of hours while you recharge.