The things I will think about to avoid thinking abut what’s going on in Washington.
So, I tell people I am a hard introvert. I prefer being alone to almost any other state, I crave quiet and the comfort of a completely empty schedule. People exhaust me. I want a comfy chair, a good book, a cat, and complete silence. That is my happy place.
And yet, I consistently test as an extrovert on every one of those pseudo-psychological tests that I take.
And I get it, mostly. I’m outgoing, and forthright. I’m assertive, socially-confident, talkative, engaging. I enjoy telling stories, and making people laugh. I have a pretty broad circle of friends, and many of them are frequently underfoot here at The Bowie House of Games and Pinball.
And I mentioned this disconnect to one of our family members the other day and he said “Um…you are an extrovert. 100%. Not a doubt in my mind.”
Then how come I don’t FEEL like one?
I used to say that losing John beat all the extroversion right out of me, and to an extent, that’s true. But I’m really not all that outwardly different now than I was 11 years ago.
Except for how I crave the silence.
And there is a middle ground, but ambiversion just kind of feels like I can’t make up my mind. Which is on brand, really, but it still doesn’t feel right.
So. I guess really the point is that I am who I am so, overall, it’s moo.
Cause who cares what a cow thinks?
I really liked this book. I’ve read Sittenfield before and loved her, so I am not sure why she doesn’t hit the kindle more often. Reminded me a little of Primary Colors, the fictionalized account of Bill Clinton’s ‘92 presidential run, but less played for laughs and more an actual look at what the world might be like today if Hillary had said no and not married Bill. Recommend. Four stars.

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I get what you’re saying. I describe myself as an introvert because I am, but years ago a psychologist friend told me I have an extroverted personality meaning I can be extroverted when I need to be. Then I go back home and do my happy hermit thing to rejuvenate my batteries. Maybe you’re the same way.