A few months ago, all of my coworkers and I took a personality test and I don’t think anyone was surprised by mine. At all. Especially when you take into consideration the fact that my boss has called me “Oprah” many times.
I’m (apparently and usually) ENFJ. Just like Oprah, Obama, Ben Aflleck and Matthew McConaughey (I don’t know why that one makes me laugh so hard, but it does). Yes, usually I’m extremely extroverted. Usually my social calendar is full (nothing actually makes me happier as the planner I am than my day planner having notes all over it).
But this month – no go. I think I’ve officially become introverted over the last four weeks. My calendar has been pretty open (minus work or AAF commitments) and I’ve been spending more and more nights at home which I’ve actually enjoyed. I’ve read two books for book club so far and are excited to be starting two more. I’ve been able to a actually attempt to sleep when my insomnia isn’t acting up. And I’m spending some quality time reflecting back on some past decisions that maybe were not that smart. I’ve also started going back to church and started a new Sunday tradition with my bestie and her kids and family.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m going to be back. I mean next month I have the ADDY Awards and Jump Back Ball all in one fabulous (stressful), fun-filled weekend. But in the meantime, I think I’m going to continue to enjoy the peace and quiet of this month.