Friday, May 16, 2014
I got a birthday card last year. This blog has been sitting in my drafts box for a looooong time--at least five months. Anyway, my friend who sent me the birthday card isn't just anyone--she's a very good friend who lived with us for a year and a half, so she knows a lot about me and my lifestyle. In the card, she wished me a day full of my favorite things: puppies, massages, mac and cheese, salt and vinegar chips, and Judge Judy.
This got me thinking. Is this what people associate with me? Mac and cheese? Chips? And why do they do that, beyond the obvious, that my friend lived with me. Is this how I associate myself, too?
I've been thinking a lot about my "personal brand," as well, ever since my evaluation, wherein one of these women called me "folksy" and "down home." I found that insulting because of the context, but do I just take for granted that I fancy that I charm people with my "y'all"s and my hospitable ways?
And if that's the case, what other things do I fancy about myself? I started trying to think of things I say about myself in small talk-y conversations. You know the ones, "Oh, I get those headaches, too! You're allergic to strawberries? I'm allergic to peanuts. I only wear heels. I like pepperoni more than sausage. I didn't sleep that well last night, either. You know those dreams you have when..." that kind of thing, you know? I went through my day, but I didn't, because it didn't take long. "I always use the snooze button."
"I can't get up that early, even to exercise."
"I don't cook."
"If I have to go to bed early, I don't want to go to the gym. I need a certain amount of time from the time I get home."
"I hate running."
I could go on.
I am going to question my assumptions about myself. Maybe not the running--I've tried running. I truly don't like it. But I am going to stop using the snooze button, and maybe not say I don't like to cook, even if I don't do it often.