I was reading this blog post at girltalk this morning, and realized that I go through these spells of not wanting to have anyone in my home for many of the reasons listed. It isn’t so much that I care about the house being in disarray- I joke around about my home decor theme being Rustic Library- but when life is hectic and the budget is tight, I crave peace and quiet, and my tightwad self just doesn’t want to splurge on extra food and desserts. I blame farm life :p - I spent the first 18 years of my life on the side of a hill in WV, 45 minutes away from any signs of ‘civilization’, and I am so content to be alone. But then I feel terribly guilty that I am not reaching out the right hand of fellowship to others as I should. I want to be a good example of hospitality to my kids… so how do you balance the needs of family as well as your own when it comes to hospitality? How much (for you) is too much, or not enough? If that makes sense.