Alone at Last

Let me start my post with a tribute to my family and friends. While no home life is perfect (and my 3 year old daughter is trying to find my every button to push these days), I'm deeply in love with my husband and daughter. Also, since having a baby, I've met other moms and have had great luck in discovering soul mates in these friends.
That said, I love being alone. L is back in preschool this week after the holiday vacation and I am basking in my aloneness. Is this just because I am an introvert or do others feel the same way? One of my most favorite things to do (and I haven't done it in years) is to wake up early, take the train to New York City and spend the day wandering the streets, bookstores and museums alone. I feel treasonous even saying this. How could I want to escape the company of my family? Does anyone else share my guilty pleasure?


PS. I even love to go to the movies alone. I cry harder and laugh louder.