There's nothing more intimidating than someone asking you to tell them about yourself, of course, unless it's asking what do you like to do? I find the question inexplicably hard to answer given the nature of my complex self. Where do I begin? Do you want the brief version or the long drawn out, life story? Part of the issue lies in the fact that I am an over complicator. That's right, any normal and simple situation, I can magically complicate and over analyze. Gone are my bitter and single days of over analyzing, over thinking and over doing it as I was lucky enough to land a nice fella willing to bear with my inadequacies for the rest of eternity... but here to stay are the infrequent thoughts that push me into a sea of confusion and question and wonder. For example, what do I like to do? Well, let's think about that together now.
I like to do a lot of things. But in the short time that I have to answer the question, how do I best answer it while structuring it so you will have the most accurate portrayal of me and not think I'm a raging lunatic which I very well may be?
I like to work out. But then again, when's the last time I actually entered an actual gym and worked out for more than 30 minutes? I like to dance. But come on, it's been years since you actually did a pirouette much less danced anything beyond the dance of excitement or victory (when you're right and your husband is wrong hehe). I like to write. But really I'm not trying to sell my own blog, in fact I have so many blogs - only one public, a few personal, and a collection of short stories and articles I have amassed over the years all in hopes of one day publishing something more than a blog or online article. I like to read. But reading is such a personal thing unless you're in a book club, otherwise it's just you and the book, right albeit you can also recommend books to other people and converse about it nonchalantly, but I don't want the last book I read or am currently reading to represent my entire book taste. I like to shop. But I'm in no way a trendy person, nor do I have the energy to go shopping with anyone besides myself, so really I'm kinda anti-social. I like to read magazines. But I haven't subscribed to a non-food magazine for years now so my time consists of skimming the latest Us or Shape (which I subscribed to for more than five years!) while waiting in line. I like to organize. But I don't want you to think I'm OCD even though I'm a little borderline at times. I like to cook. But wait a minute, do I really? More along the lines of I like to eat but unless someone else is paying, I better learn how to do it myself. I like to do crafty things. Occasionally. But really, moreso when I have to save money or if it's for someone else like bachelorette stuff or baby shower stuff. I like to clean. But whoever actually admits that gets sucked into cleaning up for everyone, so why would I ever admit it?! I like to be pampered. But I'm not spoiled! Or I try not to be! I like music. But don't make me tell you what type or what bands I like most, I just like good music, even if it has been years since I've been to a concert. I like board games. I really do, but it helps even more if I win.
So what do I really like?!
I like to ask questions. I like to question myself. I like to challenge other people. I like to make sense despite not always making sense. I like to be grammatically correct. I like to think. I like to laugh. I like to be silly. I like to be girly. I like to play dress-up and make believe. I like to tell stories. I like the truth. I like vegetables. I like fruits. I like being healthy. I like curling my hair. I like taking photos. I like watching other people sleep. I like eavesdropping on strangers' conversations. I like people watching.
The real question is what do I love?...