Just to update you on my dream journal

I had a dream Mr Big from Sex and the City was an achondroplastic dwarf. Quite possibly the weirdest dream yet.

Cameron Frye is my spirit animal

Maybe the introvert/extrovert, Myers-Briggs classification of personalities is some new-agey millennial crap, but I sure do relate to almost every characteristic attributed to introverts in most articles I read. For example:

accurate
mostly accurate
crude but accurate
#guilty
number 18 though
extremely informative

Yeah, so that sums me up.

So Sister came to visit me this weekend. And she brought friends, no big deal because I knew ahead of time. I like having guests stay over (#pearlsinprogress), but I do find it extremely draining. I was prepared though because my house means I'm in charge right? Wrong. They wanted me to "go with the flow" which really isn't my style, especially since they didn't let me drive, even though I was the only one who knew her way around town. Exhausting. I did have fun this weekend, but I'm also guilty of sneaking away from the group to call my dad on the phone more than once. In the same day.

The thing is, I, in true introvert form, get my energy from being alone. I do enjoy the company of others, but because it's so taxing energetically, I need to gain something from the interaction, like a laugh or the feeling that my contribution and presence is appreciated, and this usually (but not always) comes from being in a small group of people I know or can relate to. However, that wasn't the case for a lot of this weekend; it was like I was giving them all my energy and receiving very little in return, being ignored even, which eventually lead to a panic attack so I had to retreat for a while. So I sat out a free trip to New Orleans, but I don't regret it one bit. I've had time to recharge, clean the house, write a couple blog posts for the queue, and watch Doctor Who (seriously great show for introverts...and extroverts, in short: everyone should watch).

We like our "shells." They're there for a reason. We don't need to be rescued. 

Are you an introvert or an extrovert? How do you accommodate your friends of the opposite personality? Do you even accept the dichotomy?

KB

PS: I totally have the "resting bitch face" mentioned in the above articles. Love buzzfeed.

The gloves are off, the wisdom teeth are out

But really they are.

Last Thursday night (August 1) I had my last final exam of summer school, after which I had to race home to Sulphur because...last Friday morning (August 2) I had my wisdom teeth removed. Before the procedure they make you watch a video of everything that can go wrong. Comforting, right? Of course I nearly fainted while signing the consent forms, yeah I'm that girl. Fast forward about half an hour and I'm walking out the back door (#sketchy) sans wisdom teeth. I remember using sign language to tell my mom what flavor shake I wanted at Sonic. I really must learn more than just the alphabet, even for hearing people it's extremely useful for situation in which you can't or don't want to speak aloud. 

For the short time I was on intense pain meds, I had the weirdest dreams, I'm talking playing saxophone in front of an audience in the midst of an episode of Supernatural weird. I was extremely fortunate to be up and moving around on my own the next day with very little swelling. Jayce brought Miley the pup over to visit, then I went to their house to watch dumb movies which I actually enjoyed, and eat a skillet cookie which was divine. A couple days later I was puppy sitting like I hadn't been sedated three days before. It was nice to just hang out at my parents' house for a week without worrying about school or anything else. And now I get to hang out at my Baton Rouge house without a worry in the world (yeah right).

Oh yeah, did I mention I got a haircut whist out of commission? Bangs. For the first time in five years. I love it. More on that in a later post.

Have you had your wisdom teeth removed? Any funny stories from while you were waking up?

KB