CONFESSIONS OF A TYPE B PERSON

I’m married to a Type A Person.

He has lists, goals, and drive. He needs very little sleep and gets completely energized by others. He thinks everything and everyone is awesome. This makes him incredibly fun to go to parties with and go on vacations with. And to be married to.  When we enter a new hotel room in some faraway place, he exclaims, “This is the best room in the hotel!”

Then there’s me.

I’d rather stay in my pajamas all day. After 8 or 9 hours of sleep, I still dream about being able to take a nap. I’m kinda like Eyeore on vacation – if you can get me to go on vacation.  I worry that something might go wrong; I worry if we made the right choice. I drive past other hotels, and think to myself, “I wonder what that place is like?”

It’s not that I’m grumpy, or lazy, or uninterested. Or even unhappy. I’m just not…. well, I’m just not so enthusiastic about everything.

And that makes me feel bad about myself.

Why can’t I be like my eager and passionate hubby? I often feel like his way of doing things is so much better, so much more positive and healthy. But, for as long as I can remember, I’ve been more low key and methodical. I’m careful. Is that so bad? Can somebody tell me why that is so bad?

So, I have this internal struggle, this internal dialog:    Did I do enough today?  Was I happy enough?  Positive enough?

Which after years, makes me wonder, if I am enough.

I’ve always made things with my hands.  It soothes me.  It calms my frayed nerves. I like to make encouraging little gifts for people (probably because I so often give myself little inner pep talks). You can see some of these encouragements in my Etsy Shop.

I even made myself a little bookmark that says,

“Let whatever you do today be enough.” 

 

Which is how I choose to live…well, today at least.

 

What about you?  Are you a Type A or Type B person?  How does that affect you and those around you?

10 thoughts on “CONFESSIONS OF A TYPE B PERSON

  1. Love this – very timely – I USED to be a Type A – but I’m older now (ha ha) and think I am mellowing! Stay the way you are and I appreciate your candor!!!!!!

  2. I am so Type A it’s scary. And I feel bad for not being more mellow and able to live in the moment. So you see – neither one is better than the other.

  3. Im a type A person (highly anxious, overly concern about time management, workaholic, want everyone to be on point, over committed with responsibilities, want everything to be perfectly organized etc.). But Im an introvert ( I recharge by being alone, I rather have an intimate dinner than a party, like to explore on my own or my boyfriend. Not a big fan of big crowds). Sounds like your husband is an extrovert when you are an introvert.

    My boyfriend is a type B, and I worry when we get married and live together. I like everything organized and neat. I freak out even when he leaves trash in my car, but I have to sit in pray and have God work in my heart to set priorities straight. Learn to compromise.
    Im happpy though that he is an introvert and doesn’t draf to parties.

  4. Thanks for sharing Gema! My hubby and I are very different but we’ve thrived together for over 25 years! He’s perfect for me (and I know he feels the same way!). He makes me a better person.

  5. I am all about staying in my pajamas all day after a long night of sleep and catching a nap if possible. Given my stay at home mom position along with homeschooling the kids makes pajama days something that happen probably far too often. I find if I don’t get dressed eventually I start getting a little down on myself, other then that though I think…hey they house is mostly clean and the kids got some education and I did it all wearing pajamas so go me!

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