Tell Me About Yourself

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?...