(There are 22 numbers on the page, but 11 and 12 are missing, so technically it's only 20 questions. You wouldn't believe the confusion this caused at the meeting.)
After giving us a few minutes to complete the questionnaire, the presenter said "Okay, who answered all 20 questions true?"
In addition to being an introvert I am also a rule follower, so I raised my hand high. So did one other person, out of about 50 total people in the training.
"Two people," the trainer said, "Wow. And you actually admitted it?"
Here is the upside to admitting in front of 50 people you are as introverted as humanly possible. No one calls on you for the rest of the day. During the next exercise, we had to write what month/animal/car/food/color/etc. we would be and why, and then the trainer called on participants to share. I am here to tell you that while everyone else had to share their reasoning at least once, I did not get called on a single time to explain why I would be ice cream and April and green and a dog.
(Because ice cream is refreshing, April is the beginning of the best time of year, green symbolizes hope and a fresh start, and everyone loves dogs.)
I got home from my meeting Wednesday night and snow was in the forecast for the next day. It was supposed to be especially bad during the morning commute, so Matt and I both planned to work from home. I've never met anyone who loves a snow day more than Matt. On Thursday morning, he was up, had cooked us an elaborate snow day breakfast, and made a fire in the fireplace all by 6:45 a.m.
I am not kidding.
The snow was over by 9 and we only got about three inches, which was a third of what was predicted. But it's a darn good thing Matt shoveled a path in the yard. It's tough to navigate through two inches of now.
(Ask me how much I loved that path the next afternoon when I had to go get the eggs from the chicken coop).
As for the rest of our snow day, we worked and then made these delicious pork chops for dinner.
I initially typed "chip" instead of chop and I think that's a Freudian slip because what I wouldn't give for a chip right now. Matt and I are trying to eat healthy which means zero chips. However, our neighbors were over at our house a few weekends ago and their daughter is selling Girl Scout cookies. We ordered three boxes but only had a $20 bill.
Here's a tip for kids who want to sell Girl Scout cookies to Matt. Tell him you don't have change for a twenty because then he will say, "Well I'll order twenty dollar's worth then!!''
Our neighbors brought over our five boxes the next day and each night, Matt goes upstairs to the kitchen and brings down two napkins with two Girl Scout cookies inside of a mystery combination. Then he asks "right or left?" and I pick a hand and am surprised at the combo.
Will it be a s'mores and a do-si-do? A thin mint and a shortbread?
Or the best option of all, two tagalongs?
THE SUSPENSE KILLS ME.
We have a wild life.
I don't think introverts typically enjoy surprises, but this is one I can live with.