I’ve been seeing a lot of articles lately on introverts, so I decided to take a quiz or two to see which side of the fence I fall on: Introvert or extrovert?
The first quiz said I was a balance of both. I agree with that assessment, since I like to go out, but it sometimes takes convincing to get me out of my cozy cocoon. I’m almost always glad I’ve gone, unless it was to a party where I don’t know a lot of the attendees. That begs for an early exit. I suppose that’s true for most people, though.
Spending time with people I know and love? Fun with a captial F. Always up for that. Googly eyes optional.
The second quiz said this about me:
Introverted – You are smart and reflective. You think before you speak and take joy in having a small, close-knit group of friends. Sure, you need some time to recharge after being super social, but that doesn’t mean you hate socializing. In fact, you’re the best person to hang with one-on-one.
Huh. I wish I had the good sense to think before I speak. That would allow my foot to remain on terra firma where it belongs, instead of planted in my maw where it often ends up. I also love nothing more than playing a spirited game with a group that ends with everyone dissolving in hysterical laughter.
I do, in fact, enjoy having a small group of close friends. Unlike true introverts, though, I don’t need time to recharge after being social. It energizes me. Maybe after a busy weekend I’d enjoy a quiet one, but who wouldn’t?
Maybe I’m not actually on the fence, but next to it, since Mr. Wombat I have always enjoyed meeting neighbors at our fence for a chat. Same was true at our last house.
The extrovert in me might see someone outside and have an overwhelming urge to run out and talk to them, because it’s been so long since we’ve had the chance to do so.
Or maybe I chatted with them just yesterday. Doesn’t matter.
I might dart outside to see their dog as they walk by. I’ll sometimes see Mr. Wombat chatting at the fence and wander out to join him, because, OMG, there is chatting going on without me. I resist the urge to gallop out to greet them, because obviously.
As someone with extroverted tendancies, it’s hard to imagine someone not enjoying chatting without a specific purpose. I understand it’s unpleasant if a person doesn’t know when to stop chatting, but I’m talking about regular give-and-take conversations.
So, dear introverts, please keep this in mind. Your semi- or very extroverted friends thrive on conversations with friends. When you’re outside, we’re likely leaving nostril marks on the windows trying to refrain from sprinting outside to talk to you, for fear of looking desperate.
We just really enjoy your company, and we’re very sorry it’s draining on you. Truly. It’s just a really hard thing for us to compute, what with our noses compressed against glass and all.
Introvert? Extrovert? Doesn’t matter to me. If we connect, I’ll always run out to meet you at the fence.
Oh my gosh, I’m posting this one just under the wire! We finally started watching Blacklist on Netflix tonight, and we can already tell it’s going to be a binge fest. Such a great show. So I’m a little late doing this, but I made it before the clock struck 12. Woo hoo!
So, I’ve been driving by this thing for years and never noticed it until a few weeks ago. I finally pulled over today to have The Girly take a picture of it so I could share it here. It just sits in front of someone’s house next to the mailboxes. It had books for kids and adults. Is this not the cutest thing?
Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop writing prompt #3: Write a haiku about what you see out your window. Haikus are like potato chips. Of course, I couldn’t write just one.
The Great Lakes equal grey skies
In winter, moods dip
Time for a Florida trip?
Enough snow to make things slow
Not enough to play
Still better than Buffalo
Starlings here to roost again
Fun to watch them fly
Ew–what’s that stuff on your head?
This is definitely a day to be okay. And by okay, I mean this is totally a coping mechanism for all to enjoy. Well, all two of you reading this. Whatevs.
You can find similar (read: exactly the same) fun over at Airing my Dirty Laundry. I may even have lifted this idea from her (read: I totally did). Feel free to add your two cents in the comments or write it on yer dang blog and link up!
*clears throat and shakes hair back in confident manner*
Hey, it’s Okay:
That I got a speeding ticket today for the first time in years. The sad part is, I wasn’t even in a hurry. I was just lost in thought and didn’t see the dang speed limit sign. I saw the cop and THEN looked around for the speed limit sign. Pretty sure slamming on the brakes never makes the cop change his mind about pulling you over. *sigh*
To have very sweetly asked the officer if there was any chance he’d consider just letting me go on my way. Nope. Can’t blame a girl for trying.
To be not all that excited (read: very displeased) about the frigid temps that have settled in our area so early in the season. Wind chill has brought it down to single digits at this point. Brr.
For me to hope my new WARM winter coat arrives soon.
To be relieved that we’re not in the heavy snowbelt areas:
To be glad I didn’t have to be on the NYS Thruway today–much of it was closed because it looked like this:
To remember the days of growing up in that same snowbelt:
That I forgot to set our white trash DVR to record Revenge last night and now I’m tip toeing around online hoping to avoid any spoilers.
That I’m totally wild about the Netflix series, Derek.
To be a bit surprised that the show has such a sweet, innocent main character. I am always surprised by how many episodes produce tears.
To recognize that he kinda offsets the tender moments with one of the most crass characters you’ll ever see in a TV show–Kev.
To be reduced to tears of LAUGHTER every time Kev delivers one of his epic lines.
For me to wonder what the weather’s like in your neck of the woods. Share at least that much in comments, yes?
Great googly moogly. Is it really Monday already? I started my week getting a filling and meeting my huz for coffee. You?
Last week I met a couple friends out for movie and dinner (seems backwards, no?). It was the night my friend and I chatted in my car and my battery died. He got to be all knight in shining armour and werk those jumper cables for me. I was very grateful. Since then, I got a new battery and a tire rotation, so my car’s all ready for winter, which, it seems, missed the memo about starting December 21.
So. Movie. We saw Bill Murray’s most recent flick, St. Vincent and all seemed to feel roughly the same about it. It was good, but not something I’d go telling everyone they had to go see.
It was nice to see Melissa McCarthy playing a dramatic role after what seemed like a neverending string of similar comedic characters. Bill Murray’s character was a curmudgeon you want to hug and swat alternately, but he played it like a finely tuned violin.
Newcomer cutie Jaeden Lieberher knocked it out of the park. Murray remarked in an interview that he typically doesn’t care for working with kids, but this little dude was awesome. I concur.
Should you wait for the DVD? Probably, but it’s fine for a matinee. Especially if you go to one of the recliner theatres. Holy cow are they nice. Even though they totally make you feel like the lazy people on the Axiom from Wall-E. But I love them.
Here’s a preview of St. Vincent. No real spoilers here: