Definitely not ENFJ

Twice in the past couple of weeks I’ve been reminded that I’m an introvert. A social (when the situation demands it) one, but an introvert nonetheless.

The first time was a conversation I had with someone in class wherein we discussed my Myers Briggs results.

The second was in a blog post I read yesterday from another DC area blogger.

She proposes that most bloggers are extroverts. I’m inclined to agree with her. I am happiest at home with a fresh cup of coffee and too many weekend commitments leave me drained. I also do write “for the therapy of it.” This blog is a way for me to remember the fun things I do.

That being said, I do owe you, dear reader, more information about recent trips to Paris, Kentucky, and Atlanta. Those posts are forthcoming, but due to other commitments, may be further delayed. In some ways, I’m still recovering (as I keep getting sick after flights) from these trips, but am looking forward to things coming up…


shoebox project – boxes

My day job is not glamorous. In fact, my official job title is “secretary.” This used to really bother me, but I’m definitely a “work to live” person and not a “live to work.” I got over the title part really quickly and decided to focus on the benefits my job offers.

I have a 35 hour work week and am home by 5:30 PM every day. I can be on the bike trail within ten minutes of leaving my house and we’re five miles from downtown DC. Getting to the river to go whitewater kayaking only takes me about twenty minutes on a Saturday afternoon. If I had a different (more prestigious/sexier) job, I wouldn’t have the free time to take advantage of all of the wonderful things this city has to offer. Life is all about choices and I’ve chosen to live in a shoebox close to the city so that I can do stuff and not live in the car going back/forth between home and work.

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