1. I have a love/hate relationship with shoes. I really hate wearing them, the instant I walk in the door when I get home the shoes are off, yet I am strangely drawn to purchasing more pairs. And they're rarely comfortable pairs, either - no, I buy stilettos, high heeled boots, open toed things that give me blisters since I can't wear socks with them, you name it. I don't know what the attraction is. I don't even need to wear heels, I'm 5'9", I'm as tall or taller than most men anyway! The only reason I can think of is, if I have to wear shoes, they may as well be cute.
2. I have a mild case of what is called pectus excavatum, which is basically a funny little dip at the base of my sternum. It's not as extreme as some cases where it's actually kind of embarrassing because it's so noticeable, and it doesn't cause any problems with any of my internal organs (which also can happen in extreme cases), it's just sort of there. I still wear bikinis, most people don't notice at all unless I point it out. And I had a doctor (female, I'll get to that in a second) tell me it gives me great cleavage because it brings everything in a bit, so I can't complain. I think the only issue is that I wish I could find a bra that also dips in because I think it would fit better.
3. I only, only, only visit female doctors, unless I'm in an ER or urgent care or something and have no choice. It's not like I had a bad experience, I've preferred female doctors since I was quite young, as in my mom was always in the room during all doctor visits prior to the time I started strongly expressing this preference. I now see, when I have had to visit emergency rooms, that male doctors do tend to treat women as if they don't really know what's going on with their body. Maybe I just picked up on that attitude from an early age. Makes sense since the only male physician-type person I ever did visit was my chiropractor, but since that generally constitutes alternative (though widely accepted) medicine, maybe that was why he didn't have that same attitude. Anyway, this preference did create some difficulty in finding primary care physicians for a while, but as female doctors are becoming more and more common it's been getting easier.
4. I am afraid of vacuums. I don't exactly run screaming from the room when one is turned on, and I can use them although I prefer not to, but if I am in the room when someone is using one it can't come near my feet.
5. I love to learn. Love it, love it, love it. Big part of why I want to be a lawyer, since it's one profession where you never stop learning. There are always new cases, new precedent, new laws, new changes, new problems your clients come in with that have never actually been sued on, and your job is to gain an understanding about all these things and how they apply to what you're currently trying to do so you can argue your point well enough to win.
6. The last IQ test I took told me I have an IQ of 139. It's really hard for me to say that. I hate talking about anything to do with how intelligent I am because I don't want people to think I'm bragging. I have plenty of utterly stupid moments and make plenty of utterly stupid decisions. I'm terrible with cardinal directions. I have no memory for geography. And since IQ has nothing to do with education, there are plenty of topics I know nothing about that anyone can easily outdo me with their knowledge of it. And there are lots of things that have nothing to do with IQ that I'm no good at, like sports. So really, in no way do I think I'm better than anyone else just because of my IQ score. It's just that my skills mostly reside in my brain.
7. I'm going to coin a new term and call myself a social hermit. I love being social, going out in the world, hanging out with friends, talking to people, traveling...but I forget to DO IT. I almost never call people to see if they want to do something. Someone else calls me and I'm raring to go, but for some reason I can't do it myself. If I'm bored at home, I'll pull out a book, fiddle on my computer, watch TV, play video games, and I'll never think to just pick up the phone and see if one of my friends wants to do something. I won't even walk down to the corner to sit in a coffee shop and read or use the computer there. I have no problem going to movies alone, I don't care what people think when they see me, I just don't leave the house to go, I'd rather wait and have Blockbuster Online send it to me. As for traveling, I've wanted to go to Paris for over 10 years and I don't even have a passport. I have a half-formed plan to go as a graduation present to myself, at least, but I'm pretty sure I won't make it there if I don't find someone to go with me soon because at least if someone else is depending on me to join them I'll go into OCD mode and make sure it actually happens. (Mom? Hint, hint?) I'm pretty certain that due to all of this, when I'm old I'll become that crazy lady with the 30 cats, just because I'll forget to go out and I'll be old so I won't have the energy anyway.
Haha, on the subject of being a "social hermit," Megan just called and asked me to go to a movie. So, I'm going to wrap this up seeing as how I now have a reason to leave the house. Hope you enjoyed learning more about me. =)
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3 comments:
I am loving Social Hermit...that is also me to a T!!!!! I do tend to make plans easily but very rarely do I call someone up just to see what they are doing. Actually if that does happen it is generally because I was already out doing something like going to the post office to mail something I sold on eBay & I just happen to be passing their house so I think, gee let's call so-&-so.
The vacuum thing is awesome...were you a cat in a former life perhaps?
Social hermit is a good description, but in my case it is accompanied by a lack of awareness of linear time. Every now and then I suddenly realize it's been months since I talked to friends or went anywhere. It can make for some rather awkward moments.
Go to Paris. Alone if you have too. I went to Maui by myself and aside from some occasional misery at being the only solo traveler in the honeymoon capital of the world, I had an awesome time.
You and I will go to Paris when you finish law school. I'll postpone my plans to go when I turn 50...what's another 7 months anyway.
This way, I'll start saving and you'll stick with your plan.
I love you. And I'm a social hermit, too.
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