I am an ENFJ.

What are you?

Myers-Briggs Personality Test

I've also done the Keirsey Temperament Sorter and came up with the same designation. I think if fits me pretty well.

Just something fun to try out in your "spare time". Right. Just make some time for yourself because you know you deserve it, and need it and CRAVE it. It's good for you!

Possibilities

I've had a possibility come up in the last week or two which is somewhat exciting for me. Whether it happens now or later, I will be happy. I already feel like I'm moving in a direction - somewhat like floating down a river. The current is strong, and I have to pay attention, but it is moving me along. About two weeks ago, a girl called me from a company that I thought I'd like to work for, and had submitted an application to prior to taking the job at Z Gallerie. She described the work available, and it didn't sound like what I wanted to do so I told her that I would probably be interested in a design related position - at which point she said - "Oh, you're my designer - I wasn't looking very carefully. Actually, this is what I wanted to talk to you about." She proceeded to describe something very much along the lines of what I had in mind. She asked me to come in for an interview, which went extremely well. When I spoke with her next, a little more than a week had gone by and she said they had been swamped, but that she wanted me to come in for a working interview sometime next week. She called today, and told me that she had called me very first of all because she wanted me to be one of the first ones that the designers met. (You have got to love that.) I will probably have to work on my birthday next week (I had asked for it off), but I think it will be worth it to be able to go into the interview on Tuesday. I wouldn't mind at all. I hope that I'm able to do well. It would be a fantastic position, letting me work in my field but with better hours, and fixed schedule - no Sundays. Also, the pay would be better and there will be more opportunities to grow. I could eventually be one of the lead designers for store, creating the vision of what it would look like and feel like for the customers. That is exciting to me, and not just because it was one of my favorite places to begin with. All that and it is about 1.5 miles from my parents' home rather than the 10 to 12 miles it takes to get to the Gateway where I am currently. That's about 100 miles a work week - and about one tank of gas in three weeks. How can you beat that? There is just not a downside except that I wouldn't see my friends anymore, and they have been so great. I would really miss them. On the other hand, those that know me and my situation have all said that if it comes through, I have to go for it and I can't look back. I can't for one minute think that working with them is more important than the chance for such a good move. I have to agree. I feel really blessed to have this opportunity to try - whatever the outcome. I honestly believe that I'll be happy either way. I have trusted the Lord to lead me by the hand, and he has.

And now it's time to feed my children.

Have a wonderful day!

Imagine.

My daughter E, is seven and a half years old and is equipped with an imagination which extends her actual reality far into the future. Today, as I dressed I heard the following (in a very teacherly tone) coming from the next room. 

"Kids, you have to take care of the animals.

If you want to be a good animal take-care-of-er

you have to be nice.

You have to be nice.

You have to talk to them."

I thought it was pretty good advice for being a good child take-care-of-er as well. When I went into the room to greet my sweet little animal caregiver, she smiled the biggest smile I've seen in a long time. It was really darling. I told her I thought she was a very good teacher and asked her if I could put her advice on my blog. She said that it was fine. Lucky you!

Be it unto me.

I have been a little bit surprised at how crazy life has been with my three oldest in the past week. They've been doing so well for the last six weeks, and I wasn’t quite sure what was going on. Today it hit me like a ton of bricks. C and E have been back in school for 2 weeks. I wasn’t factoring in that school anxiety that always seems to hit when the newness starts to wear off. I am now even more grateful and amazed at how important it was to have things happen in the order that they did. I can see that if they had been in school when Dan moved, it would’ve just been far too much for them to handle at the same time. In hindsight, those things that I recognized as small miracles seem like mountains moved just in the nick of time. What incredible blessings. I knew that they were important, I just didn’t realize HOW important until now. It is very interesting to me that it wasn’t until I had given up that timeline that the Lord seemed to step in and make it all happen, anyway. Can I be that way with all my dreams? That has been my prayer lately. “Lord, I only want what you want for me.” Mary said, “Be it unto me according to thy word.” It is the attitude I want in my life right now. When we trust in the Lord, we can know that whatever we must pass through, it will lead us to Him. It is enough.

I never would have guessed this! I'm Pocahontas!

Free-spirited and wise. You have a strong passionate spirit that touches and changes all who know you. The wisdom and common sense that you have is really what guides you through life. Even so, you also have a very playful side that loves adventure and excitement.

Which Disney Princess Are You?

LOUD!

This morning my eldest son, T was at the table with us, reading scriptures before the C & E (out two elementary kids) had to leave for school. These two school babes were multi-tasking, eating breakfast while we read. T was overwhelmed by the noisy eaters, and complained loudly that 'he couldn't take it anymore and they must stop their smacking, immediately.' To this I roared with laughter, and he was shocked, until I told him the story of my sister, C. She has always had the kind of hearing that would put most humans to shame. It seems not a meal in my parents home that went by with out complaints of smacking, clicking spoons, chomping . . . there are to be sure a plethora of adjectives that she used - but these are the ones that quickly come to mind. My favorite incident, however, and the one that convinced me of her beyond human hearing ability was the time I was up a little late on the computer, which happened to be located in the room directly above her bedroom. There was a commotion and I soon heard through the floor, "Could you please stop typing so LOUD!"

Ah, . . . those were the days.