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Blog posts I’ve almost written

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I remember now why I wasn’t blogging as much.  Because when I blog frequently, I get this annoying little voice in my head (do you guys get this?) that starts narrating things as blog posts as soon as they are happening.  It’s really annoying… and makes you not want to write blog posts.

For lack of a better subject-matter and because HONESTLY THIS is what has been on my mind of late, I give you: Blogs I’ve almost written.

1. STUFF my Mom says

In this imagined post, I was going to write down five favorite phrases that my Mom says along with a cute “translation” or unpacking of what they’ve come to mean in our family.  Really, I just wanted to talk about her saying, “It’s okay to have baggage [emotional baggage].  Just as long as it fits in your overhead compartment.” I’m pretty sure that’s an Ellyn-original.

2. Why Soulmates Do Like FOR SURE Exist

I have not figured this one out yet (which is why I didn’t write it).  Also because the only evidence I’ve got here is either a) experiential (And I have cold hard proof for this one guys. Signed and dated. IN WRITING.) or b) a gut feeling: these articles that I keep reading against the idea of soul mates? There’s something missing there. I don’t think you can marry just ANYONE and have it work out.

That’s my story and I’m stickin to it.

3. “On Failure”

Pretty sure I’m still going to write this one.  This was one of those completely weird, providential moments when a personal failure that had been bothering me for a really long time spontaneously came up in conversation and was the precise catalyst for a moment of intimacy with a complete stranger…. and that’s all I have to say about that.

4. Book Review: “Freeing Your Child from Anxiety”

Which I still am going to review, because I’m pretty sure there’s a high likelihood that at least ONE of my future children will have some form of anxiety issues.  And this book is darn good at giving practical advice on that subject.

5. The Most Influential Event of My Childhood

Jennifer Fulwiller did a post on this a few months back, talking about how often her family moved when she was a kid.  I wanted to write about breaking my leg when I was three years old, which I still remember very vividly.

Ya see, for most of my life, I’ve been a very cautious person.  However, I happen to know that a few seconds before I let go of the monkey bars and broke my femur (FEEEE-MURRRRR) in half, I thought to myself pretty deliberately, “I wonder what will happen… if I let go?”

Oh. Eons of unpacking to do on that one my friends.

6. On growing up in a single-sex family (all sisters).  The other day I was talking with an acquaintance about siblings.  She told me she was the oldest of four.  I replied, “Oh yeah?! Me too!! Wait no I forgot — my mom had two more.”

And I really did forget for a sec.  I’m the oldest of six for sure (count em) but by the time Joseph came around, I’m pretty sure my psyche or whatever was already pretty well-formed (See #5).

7. On our vacation in Seattle and how it was the most amazing experience of my life ever. 

8. On how Dan and I are house-hunting and it’s the most fun thing ever ever ever.

9. On what I want to be when I grow up — oddly this is something that was inspired by my arch-nemesis.  My arch-nemesis is a 60 something lady who comes into my life unexpectedly every few months and really annoys me.  If that sounds vague, it’s supposed to, but trust me she’s out there.  Anyway, so this lady and I were having a conversation about the future and she started asking all these questions about where I wanted to be in two years, five years, ten…. really got me thinking.  Then after that, we got into this whole talk about NFP! (She’s not really my arch-nemesis).

10. On NFP.

(What Should We Call NFP)

Friends (by which I mean, Rachel, Meredith, and anyone else who read to the end): cast your votes. Which blog post shall I write? TELL ME PLEASE.

xo

Reesa

Blogs Worth Reading with a Glass of Moscato

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Blogging and coffee

Or coffee, or tea, or other delicious beverage. Reading in bed is a plus.

Note: These are blogs that are so good they merit being read with a delicious beverage.  Not so bad that they need Moscato to mitigate the effects.

Not as much time for a long blog post today (I have lots of “real work” to do!) but I’ve been wanting to direct people to some of the blogs I read on a daily basis (and boy, DO I).  These writers are well worth your time.

Blogs I Read Daily/Weekly (in no particular order, and not including all of them!)

Conversion Diary: Obviously.  I only reference this blog every single post.  So often I’ve opened Jen’s site only to read a post that gives me the encouragement or advice I needed.  Favorites include: 21 Survival Tips and Openness to Life (never understood this concept until I read it here).

Gal Meets Glam: I’m not going to put you through the sheer number of fashion blogs I check every day, but this one is by far my favorite.  Julia describes her style as “classic, feminine, and colorful.” Her outfits are unique but not too out-there.  You’ll love her. I promise.

The Evangelista isn’t really a fashion blogger. She does cover style but she does so in a way that reminds readers (and I need it sometimes) of its proper place in our lives.  She also writes very honestly about her own faith journey.  Really, really good stuff.

Mysteries and Manners is my best friend Maura’s blog.  She writes so beautifully, and her insights make me miss sharing a room with her so much! So lucky to have her as my friend.  This post alone completely revitalized my prayer life.

Speaking of friends, Verily is not a blog, but a fashion magazine with some opinions and articles I seriously respect.  For one, it’s literally the only publication I’ve ever read/seen that has addressed how difficult it can be to maintain friendships with girlfriends after you get married.  I mean, am I the only one with this problem?? I don’t think so.  Verily writes for “the woman you are, not the woman you should be.” Amen. Plus, they say everything you want to say to your daughter one day but sound way cooler doing it.

La Luz de Fe: Oh my gosh.  I feel a little like a stalker when I read this blog, but a stalker who is being turned into a saint because of how wonderful the person she’s stalking is.  Teresa (shares my name, which is an honor) went to UD with me and has since married and had a teeny baby.  I don’t think we’ve ever spoken, but her posts are joyful and beautiful. They make me want to live better!!

Wellness Mama: Only just now getting into this health/lifestyle blog but it has some of the best writing on the Internet!! That’s a bold claim.  Read this article about coconut oil and tell me if you could make it sound half as good.

Other blogs I should read with a glass of Moscato? (Or some other wine. Maybe I’ll do a wine and blog pairing series.  Only problem being I don’t know anything about wine). Blog and/or wine suggestions are welcome!

Jiro Dreams of Sushi and Work/Life Balance

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Jiro Dreams of Sushi and Work/Life Balance

I’ve been wanting to write this post for a while, but perfectionism and “no that’s stupid, who needs to read that? no one” has gotten in the way.  So here I am. Moira, my nanny-baby, is asleep for maybe another forty five minutes if I’m lucky.

Several months ago, Dan suggested we watch this movie:

Jiro Dreams of Sushi

Jiro Dreams of Sushi.

I’m not a huge documentary watcher (Dan is), so I was hesitant. But it ended up being one of the most fascinating films I’ve ever seen. Watch the trailer here and rent it on Netflix if you can. I’ve never seen sushi look so good.

Quick Summary: Jiro Ono is an 85 year old sushi chef who is supposed to be the most talented sushi chef in the world.  His restaurant seats only ten people.  One plate costs around $100. You have to train for fifteen years just to be an apprentice.  People travel to Japan just to eat his sushi.

You get the picture.  The film focuses on Jiro’s fame but also on his philosophy of work:

Once you decide on your occupation, you have to immerse yourself in your work.  You have to fall in love with your work.  You must dedicate your life to mastering your skill. That’s the secret to success.

The reviews in the poster above call Jiro’s “breathtaking, inspirational, and humbling,” and that’s true.  Listening to this man’s advice on work was very humbling. For me, it really put into perspective some of the complaints I had at my first two jobs out of college –that the expectations were too high, the hours too long. In some ways, that’s just what you have to do to succeed in your occupation, in your skill.

But another word I would use to describe the movie is “horrifying.” A sub-theme in the documentary is Jiro’s relationship with his two sons.  Both are in their forties or fifties and both are sushi chefs.  The first son is filmed saying (with a smile, so he must have gotten over it) “I wanted to go to college.  my father talked me out of it.  For the first eight years, I hated working here.”

In another scene, the two sons sit together discussing their childhood with the interviewer. They recall (again, laughing, so maybe this is just a cultural thing I’m not getting) waking up on Sunday mornings to find their father in the house. They would be so unused to seeing him that they would run to their mother (this is the only time she is mentioned in the film) saying, “Mom, there’s a stranger in the house!”

In this way, the documentary reminded me of another film I absolutely LOVE, which also features a highly successful… individual.

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Why is no one readyyyyyyy?

“The Devil Wears Prada” follows Anne Hathaway’s character as she works the major fashion magazine Runway for the magazine’s Executive Director Miranda (played by Meryl Streep).  Though Hathaway really wants to work as a serious (non-fashion) journalist, she takes the job as Streep’s assistant because editors tell her it will be a major stepping stone.  “A million girls would kill for that job.”

Hathaway starts out frumpy and skeptical, but (through many twists, turns, and awesome makeover scenes) she comes to respect Miranda and the work that she does.  The movie ends, however, with Hathaway making the decision to leave the position because she repeatedly sees Miranda putting her work before the people in her life, and Andy (Hathaway’s character) sees herself beginning to follow in Miranda’s footsteps.

It’s a great movie.  But there’s one scene I never really got. Andy jump starts her big Transformation after a devastating (but oh so fun to watch) dress-down from Miranda for her attitude towards fashion.  Exhausted and humiliated, Andy goes crying to a coworker (played by Stanely Tucci) and tells him, “I don’t know what to do.  I’m really trying–” to which Tucci replies, “Oh please. Honey. You’re not trying.”

When I first saw this scene, I sat there staring at the screen, thinking I’d missed a line. “What do you mean? Of course she’s trying. She puts up with Miranda. She does everything Miranda says…”

But that’s not the point.  Hathaway has not “fallen in love with her work.” She hasn’t entered deeply into the craft.  She hasn’t even entertained the possibility that the fashion world could have some importance she doesn’t grasp.  There is no passion there. She’s not trying.

On the other hand, both Jiro’s and Miranda’s stories show the downfall of working with that kind of passion.  As I said, Jiro literally looked like a stranger to his own sons.  Miranda goes through her third divorce before the movie’s end.  Neither are really able to sustain healthy relationships in or outside of the office.

This whole meditation had an interesting tie-in with yesterday’s Gospel and homily.

St. Martha

Is this not the craziest depiction of St. Martha (or any saint) you have ever seen??

Our priest’s homily was actually about how it’s NOT bad to work hard! (Seems like a tough pitch with that whole “Martha Martha” thing in the background, right?) He encouraged us to look at the Gospel in light of the Old Testament reading, which sows Abraham and Sarah working very hard to welcome the Three Visitors to their home (making bread, killing the fatted calf, etc. etc.).

According to our priest, the juxtaposition of these two stories is supposed to show us that Abraham’s attention (and Mary’s, in the Gospel) to God is what sanctifies his actions.  First, Abraham notices God passing by. Next, he invites Him to say. Finally, he sits down with the Lord and listens to him. All of his actions are ordered towards a relationship with God.

So, the answer to this whole Work/Life Balance thing, according to Father Bob? Well, it’s a… balance.  Only by maintaining this active relationship with the Trinity will we know when to stop serving the Lord and start listening.

Seven Quick Takes Monday

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Seven Quick Takes Monday! This is Reesa.

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Isn’t it weird that Rachel and I share a blog? I mean, have you read our posts?? So different. SO different. And they attract, I think, very different kinds of readers

…Or at least they would. If the majority of our readers weren’t… our friends and family members (Hi, Mom!!)

But, whatever, judging by the commenters on Rachel’s recent Les Mis post versus the (less sizable group but still consisting of non-real-life-acquaintances) commenters on my recent Quick Takes… they would be really different.

And yet, Rachel and I feel it is entirely (if inexplicably) appropriate and not-weird that we share a blog! How can this be? How can I articulate this reality-of-the-shared-blog?? I guess I will have to be overly self-reflective and figure out what exactly makes it work… or not work?!

I’ll return to this in another post. Or Rachel will. Since, you know, we’re so simpatico.

— 2 —

I have an announcement! And let’s just get it out there: I’m not pregnant. Sheesh people. It hasn’t even been a month. That would be wonderful. But, it is not the case.

Announcement: My dear friend Meredith is in love, is getting married next year, and… has asked me to be her maid of honor. I almost cried when she did. I was all like, “Meredith… I can’t be your maid of honor. I’M MARRIED.”

bride and bridesmaid

Imagine this picture, but reversed!

SO Matron of Honor it is! Really though, I am so so so excited, and I did almost cry. Meredith is going to be a RADIANT bride, she has been such a good friend to me, and I am  so honored and happy to get to be with her on her wedding day.  Also I am excited to live vicariously through her, since weddings are so much fun and mine is O to the VER.

— 3 —

Speaking of pregnancy, my brother Joseph (age 8) has been pretty vocal on the subject lately. He keeps on saying, “Man, I’m going to be an uncle soon!” or, “Wow! I’m going to be an uncle by the time I’m thirteen!” This makes me very suspicious of what my parents say when I’m not around.

Also, when my sisters were in town for Christmas, Dan and I went over to play Apples to Apples with the fam. We were in the middle of a game when Joseph jumped out of his seat to run and show Dan and me the card he’d just drawn. It said: “Babies.”

Apples to Apples

Dude. Seriously. In God’s time.

— 4 —

Deborah asked me this weekend if I had any book recommendations that were “meaningful but not to heavy.” I came up with one:

A Million Miles in a Thousand Years

A Million Miles in a Thousand Years
By Donald Miller

Which has been my go-to recommendation for about a year now.  Jennifer Fulwiler wrote a completely fantastic review and endorsement for it in her article Living an Awesome Story.

My good friend Jenn (different Jenn) also recommended:

The Saints' Guide to Happiness

The Saints’ Guide to Happiness

which she described as a book instrumental in her re-conversion to Catholicism and re-commitment to being a more authentic person. It’s been sitting on my bookshelves, but I’m going to try to start it this week.

DEBORAH, DO YOU READ OUR BLOG?? I recommend this book, too.

Fun fact: I was looking for this book at Barnes and Noble, and I kept on asking for “The Saints’ Plural Possessive Guide to Happiness” (because that apostrophe placement is tricky). The girl who was helping me wasn’t getting any results online, because she kept searching for the title: “The Saints Possessive Guide to Happiness.” What?!

— 5 —

Moira (the teensy baby I am lucky enough to nanny) is taking a music class! This sounds crazy, since she can’t yet walk, talk, crawl (well)… anything. But: I LOVE IT. No talking allowed. The teacher makes us sing the entire class. So you have to sing, not say, any questions you have, e.g. “Whaaaaat page-are-we-onnnnn?”

I don’t like singing in front of people as a rule. But if those people are babies, it’s kind of nice!

— 6 —

Dan and I are trying to decide something important (SPOILER: not a baby) and would super appreciate prayers right now ifff you happen to have any extra room on your prayer list. Humility is key in this decision, so if you have a spot for that specifically it would be much appreciated thankssss!!

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Possibly since we’re trying to decide something important (or, alternatively, because I’ve been reading too many Catholic blogs) I’ve lately been interpreting basically everything that goes wrong in my life as a form of spiritual attack. Had a bad dream? Spiritual attack. Lost my phone? Spiritual attack. Spilled my coffee? SPIRITUAL ATTACK!!!

I may be going overboard here.

Catholic Scrupulosity Meme

What else is new.

Love,

Reesa

Seven Quick Takes Sunday

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I stole the idea for Seven Quick Takes from Jennifer Fulwiler, one of my favorite bloggers EVER. She usually does them on Friday, but since I am an ENFP, I don’t get around to it until Sunday. Like, the 17th Sunday since we started this blog. Ah well!

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Speaking of Jennifer Fulwiler, I’m going to listen to her talk on Friday!!!!!!! AHHHHHH I’m so excited! Brianna and I are going to the Catholic New Media Conference in Arlington at the end of this week.

So yes, I’m excited, BUT. At the same time. It’s one of those things that I REALLY did not want to do.

Why?

Because I am deathly, deathly, deathly afraid of writing. So yeah, I didn’t want to go to this thing because I was afraid. Afraid of what, exactly? Um… being inspired to write more? Maybe? Finding out that I don’t have what it takes to cut it as a writer? Finding out that the glamorous world of writing is actually not glamorous at all?

(Btw, this is a still from a movie that Rachel has probably seen and I have never heard of. Per usual).

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I don’t know, but what happened was that at three different times over the past month, three individual people have approached me specifically to tell me I should go to this Conference — my sister Selina left me a note by my coffee pot (DARN HER THAT IS MY HAPPY PLACE), my friend Brianna emailed me about it (enticing me with the fact that she would be there too), and my friend Gabbi called me immediately after seeing a church bulletin advertising the Conference.

Now, I don’t want to be reading into this or anything… but when I’m, like, super scared to do something… and it’s probably related to my career/vocation… and three wonderful people suggest I do said activity… and (again) the only thing keeping me from saying “yes” is fear… well, I’d wager it’s God’s will that I go.

Maybe. I make these things up sometimes, but… better safe than sorry??!?

— 3 —

Anyway, I don’t know quite what this Conference is going to be like OR why precisely I’m so afraid to go.

What I do know is that when and if I meet the famous Jennifer Fulwiller, I am going to tell her three things: 1) I happen to know that you have a significant following of college students and recent graduates that you may not know about, 2) Do you know about the University of Dallas? It rocks, 3) did you know that you follow me on Pinterest?? I’M LIKE, SO HONORED. I FOLLOW YOU TOO. YOU’RE SO FUNNYYYYYY

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Speaking of Pinterest, I have a Pinterest Rule that (if you are on Pinterest) will change your life.

Sidenote: When we first started this blog I was convinced that Pinterest and how awesome it is would be main topics of my writing. Since then I have been having horrible internal crises about how I feel about Pinterest because I like to check it like, 5-10 times a day, and, well

Sigh. So, I end up wasting I-don’t-even-want-to-think-about-how-much-time on Pinterest a day. Seriously upsetting. End Sidenote.

Anyway, the Pinterest Rule that Will Change Your Life Is:

The Olson Rule

The rule is simply this: ANYTIME you see either Mary Kate or Ashley Olson on your Pinterest newsfeed… you’ve been on too long… and you have to get off IMMEDIATELY.

Ah the Olson Rule. It’s saved me many an hour.

You may be thinking, “This rule cannot be so effective as Teresa is saying, because, seriously? How often can the Olsons be on Pinterest??”

Oh. Oh my. You pnovice.

They’re everywhere.

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Okay okay I gots to wrap this up because my family is awakening and taking over the gym. And how am I supposed to stay in shape for DECEMBER 15TH if I don’t hit up the gym?

What’s December 15th? Um, if you’re reading this blog you probably know but I’ll say it anyway. December 15th is

My wedding day.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

I’m so excited. We’ve got: the dress, the bridesmaids’ dresses, the photographer, the DJ, the venue, the church, the priest, the NFP class (whoop!), the sponsor couple, the wedding party, the processional music, and the honeymoon. All bought, booked, decided or certifiedddd, as the case may be.

— 6 —

We are pretty stoked. And I think I could get a whole lot of blog content out of the wedding preparation process– how to save money, how to not go crazy, how to tell people that you are not currently living together, how to tell people that you are planning to use NFP, how to not compare your wedding to other people’s weddings…

The list goes on. For now, I want to tell you about how my baby brother thought my parents spent all our money on my wedding.

My brother Joseph is 7. His eighth birthday is in October, and he is PRIMED and READY to go. He wants a DS, which as I understand it is some sort of video game? Or… video game platform?

I digress.

He wants a DS, and Thursday morning before school he told my Mom that he would give up his allowance for an entire year if he could have one. She told him that he did not HAVE to give up his allowance for a year, because she and my dad WANTED to give him a gift for his birthday. And he said, “But… you don’t have any money…”

Turns out he’d heard us talking so much about budgeting for the wedding (um, D-town is swanky! We’re just figurin’ it out over here!) that he thought my parents had spent 100% completely totally every last penny of their life savings… on Teresa’s wedding.

L.o.l.

— 7 —

Speaking of Joseph and video games I promised him I would play Mario Cart with him before I worked out. I hope he does not choose one of those games with the cliffs everywhere. I fall off every time!

Love,

Teresa

Why I never get anything done and how falling in love changes everything

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This post is inspired by two of my most recent Accomplishments – Accomplishments for which I am More Proud of Myself than for anything else I have accomplished these past two months. Yesterday and the day before, I renewed my vehicle registration AND FURTHERMORE had my newly-registered vehicle inspected.

And that needed to happen. Like, really needed to happen. One of my stickers expired in May, and the other had been out of date since January. Although I should say that I hadn’t actually noticed either of them until Dan pointed them out Sunday night. I’d been just tootling along the roads of Dallas, totally oblivious that I could be pulled over any minute.

This is Teresa writing, by the way—and I am an ENFP.

If you don’t know, those letters refer to my personality type under the Meyers Briggs Personality Test—a psychological system that breaks the various personalities of the world into sixteen types, the descriptions of which are surprisingly detailed and freakishly accurate. Your type depends on your answer to four questions:

  1. Are you Introverted or Extroverted?
  2. Are you iNtuitive or Sensing? (Do you see the world as it could be or as it is in the present moment?)
  3. Are you a Thinker or a Feeler? (Do you base your decisions off of rational thoughts or emotions?)
  4. Are you a Judger or a Perceiver? (This one is always the hardest for me to explain. As far as I understand it judgers are organized and punctual and perceivers are disorganized and tardy. Serena, any further light you can shed on this??)

So when I say I am an ENFP, I mean that I am an Extroverted Intuitive Feeling Perceiver! And that’s why I never get anything done. You see, though ENFPs are, in fact, known for many good things (creativity, enthusiasm and charm among them!)

Bill Cosby is an ENFP! Isn’t he so charming? I’ve always thought he was so charming.

they are also known for many (it sometimes strikes me as MORE than most personality types) bad things… like oversensitivity, gullibility, and extreme ineptness at routine, maintenance-type tasks.

Alicia Silverstone. From “Clueless.” Also an ENFP. Charming but, yeah, inept.

You may say, “Teresa, everyone hates routine, maintenance-type tasks! Get over it!” to which I say, “NO. I HATE IT SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU DO.”

Because ENFPs live in the world of exciting possibilities, the details of everyday life are seen as trivial drudgery. They place no importance on detailed, maintenance-type tasks. And will frequently remain oblivious to these types of concerns [e.g., cruising around Dallas illegally for five months]. When they do have to perform these tasks, they do not enjoy themselves. This is a challenging area of life for most ENFPs, and can be frustrating for ENFP’s family members.

I’m pretty sure my mom laughed for a long time when I first read this to her. Out of recognition. And relief. That she is not alone.A

And because she recognizes that the above is an accurate description of my faults, she knew to be really impressed when I came home yesterday with my beautiful new stickers, before I got pulled over. Because that’s what usually happens. I don’t do my paperwork, and I go along all happy and oblivious and frolicking until I fall flat on my face.

Like this, only less cute.

So why am I doing this?? Why am I putting myself through the horrible, no-fun, stress-stress, ugly-ugly, mundane work of renewing my stickers without the outside impetus of getting a ticket from a mean Dallas policeman??

I’ll tell you. I’m in love. I’m in love!! In case anyone in the world doesn’t know by now: I’m in love. With an ISTJ.

Um, how could I resist including this? I couldn’t.

ISTJ. ENFP. …ISTJ. …ENFP. Wait a second. Are there any letters AT ALL in common between these personality types???

No.

No there are not.

As you might guess, that means that there is also very little (so… so little) overlap between those personalities. One of the largest differences is that ISTJs are extremely (EXTREMELY) motivated to fulfill duties and do things “by the book.” Things like getting your stickers renewed. Things that are un-exciting and un-fun and that people like me only do when they are held at gunpoint and/or in love.

WHERE AM I GOING WITH ALL THIS

I’m wondering the same thing myself at this point because this post is not writing itself at all the way I intended it to. Ah, spontaneity. One of my better qualities right? Right??

Sigh. Alicia Silverstone. Even her faults are charming.

  1. You have a personality type too! Odds are it’s not the same as mine, but I’d recommend that you find out what it is, because…
  2. Every personality type comes with its own strengths and weaknesses.
  3. Knowing your weaknesses helps you start to fix them.
  4. You may be wondering HOWWWW you can fix those weaknesses and THAT (finally) is why I’m writing this post. Until yesterday, I did not know how to fix them either! But yesterday, after renewing two tiny, inconsequential slips of paperwork attached to my Ford Taurus and then writing an email to Dan to convince him that even though this is considered standard behavior he should be exceedingly proud of me for doing so… I stumbled across an article entitled, “ENFP Personal Growth.” It not only identifies my strengths and weaknesses–it gives concrete suggestions as to how to combat them.
  5. Do yourself a favor and figure out your own personality type then read the article about you.

You won’t regret it. Seriously that’s why I wrote this post. Plus you’ll get to go read all about yourself. And isn’t that everyone’s favorite thing? By now you’ve been reading a lot about… me. Boresville.

Meta-blog.

I am also, in fact, writing this post right now as a small step towards combating my own greatest weakness, a weakness I knew but re-discovered through my Meyers Briggs Personality profile. You see, when Rachel and I started this site we were super excited… but that was last week… and I lost steam thinking about allllllllll the blog posts I would have to write—and I started to talk myself down from the endeavor entirely.

But when I read the description of the ENFP tendency to abandon projects once they lose their charm, I thought, “Whoa, whoa, this is sounding familiar… Rachel and I had so much enthusiasm for that blog thing and then I lamed out and moved on to something different… I CAN’T LET THIS HAPPEN. I must blog! I must blog about this realization that I am having… about my blog! And me! And my weaknesses! And how I’m in love with Dan so I want to be a better person so I’m not going to let those dumb weaknesses get the better of me ANY MORE!”

And that, my friends, is why I wrote this post. Because I SAID I was going to. And gosh darn it, I just did.