I’m not Martha Stewart.
I don’t like cooking all that much. I hate the time it takes to prep and clean. As mealtimes or planning for a
trip to the grocery store approaches, I tend to feel a sense of anxiety/desperation because I truly despise the process
most of the time. However, I do enjoy eating delicious food that Most especially made by me. 🙂
I don’t know how to knit. Or sew.
I don’t do crafts.
I don’t do calligraphy. I can’t write straight without lines to save my life.
I don’t keep an ultra clean home. I LOVE an ultra clean
home. Almost nothing makes me happier. But it’s the keeping it clean part where
there seems to be a disconnect. I think this point (and the cooking one) have
directly to do with my personality type. Everything I’ve read about tells me we
have lots of trouble with the trivial drudgery of everyday life. Oh, and
apparently we suck at follow through. But we’re SUCH nice people. 🙂
I have a piano at my home before but I never play. I quit my
lessons around age 15, and I regret that all the time.
I don’t have a particularly unique sense of style. choosing outfits that are “blog worthy” stresses me out.
I’m oh-so-painfully normal.
I chew ice, love rap, don’t always keep my fingernails perfectly manicured and painted
have a real penchant for spilling/splattering/dripping something
greasy or permanently staining on new/expensive clothes (often on the very first
wear), hate running, and like to leave spiders in the corners because they eat
other bugs. That’s like built-in pest control, right? And
I’m really good at making people feel comfortable and
accepted and admired. I’m really good at empathy. Putting myself in others’
shoes. I’m really good at communication and diplomacy. I can smooth over a rough
situation with relative ease, because I’m good at words. I’m really good at
putting my mind to something and getting it done (obviously I just don’t put my
mind to the points mentioned above). I work really hard at things I’m
passionate about. I’m exceedingly loyal, and I will fight for people I love. I
have an excellent sense of humor and positive attitude. I see life in
photographs. The glass is always half full. (unless I’m PMSing. Then the glass
is stupid and I hate the glass and its contents and also my life and you are
probably bothering me.) If someone says something and I’m not sure what they
meant by it, I assume they meant the best. I see both sides of every story, to a
fault. I have trouble taking a strong position on anything because of it, but
I’m OK with that.
And I think it’s good…. it’s all good. Not sewing,
not being perfectly stylish, being kind, thinking about how
others might feel, expecting the best from people. It’s all just a part of who I
am. Some of the negatives I’ll work on. The positives I’ll be proud of. We are
who we are.
And that’s my ” PART OF WHO I AM”