Naturally Dreamy

A blog about my life as a mostly INFP living with an ESFJ, INTJ, and my pup. I blog about earth-friendly living and life through my eyes – not necessarily in that order. Come put your feet up where life is Naturally Dreamy!


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Dreaming

People say with my personality type I have trouble keeping my feet on the ground. “My heads always in the clouds.” Dreaming all the time.

This never seemed to apply to me.

I called this “Naturally Dreamy” because it was my favorite description of the INFP personality type. I like the word dream, and I like dreamcatchers.

I am analytical, literal, and love definitions and guidelines. I laugh at jokes, see truth in situations, and love my dog.

None of this much seems to say I don’t cope with everyday life.

Today, though, I saw a way that I am nearly always dreaming.

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Homesick

There’s an odd thing about me that not many know.

I don’t even know if my family knows.

I can get homesick.

I often do. I was always asked as a wee kid if I had to go back to my house in the middle of the night because I couldn’t stand the length of the sleepover. I have NEVER returned early, and have sometimes stayed later.

But I usually have that longing not too long in, or near the end of a trip to go back home.

I love being with my friends. When I’m away from them I want to travel to them.

I love being out of my house. When I’ve been in too long I want to go somewhere, anywhere!

My friends are my second life, and the friends I have are closer to second families than actual friends. We are that close. But yet, there is something family about my family that makes me want to come back.

Our home is not a place – our home has always been each other. But, we do fulfill that totally.

When I’m away I get a break from the things that break me down, but at the same time I am not whole without them.

I’m not dealing with an INTJ while being a feeler-perceiver. I’m not coping as my ESFJ Mom talks in an unhelpful yet so cheerful and happy way. I’m free of rebuke, free of correction, and free to be me.

Yet I miss my home.

I want to go back.

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Because no matter how less there is of a bad thing, nobody else has the good things my family has. My family is MINE. And the fact that we have one, is even more surprising.

Because our family is blood, but only just. More than in other families we’ve chosen each other. We aren’t one to say “You’re blood, we have to stay together.” We are by merit. We are by if the other person is detrimental to our health, we will encourage each other to eject. We are sure to make sure we do not stay in super-poisonous relationships. So there is no guarantee we would be family if we weren’t not also friends.

But we are. I have one, and now more than ever, I’m so patriotic about it. They’re my family and you should love them too. Let me show you the ways. They’re awesome.

Never have I left early. Yet I’ve always been homesick halfway through, wanting nothing more than to get back. But I’m with the other ones I love, and I couldn’t be more grateful.

Homesick: it’s weird, but a blessing, because you have a ‘home’ you want to go back to.

It’s a place – not perfect – not always helpful – but don’t get me wrong, never EVER bad.

I’m at home there. I actually have a home that I’m at home at – words that I have no definition for! Isn’t that cool?

Q&A:

Have you ever been homesick? What did you do about it?


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40 Teas and 40 Nights

tea-time-mediumI’m at the house…. “It’s day two, and tea supplies are running low…”

Ahem. Tea drinker’s probz. ;)”….. I wrote this in a draft to a friend while I was housesitting for someone.

Whenever I’m cold, I will get a cup. I have trouble staying warm, otherwise. And I drink only herbal tea, most of the time, and it’s hard to overload on that. While I was housesitting I was taking it real easy, and I drunk about 5 cups a day, re-using tea bags, but still using the tea supplies faster than predicted.

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Procrastinating – I do it, too!

I’m not usually a procrastinator.

But today I was.

I procrastinate most often when I have calls to make.

I hate making calls! My adrenaline spikes, I get shaky, and hot. I freak out on the phone, and speak at 100 mph. My voicemails are completely unrecognizable as English.

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I have TWO calls to make. And I don’t waannnnnaaaa!!

So, I’m catching up on Season 1 Good Mythical Morning and not doing:

  • deciding where my life will go
  • reading the 7 books I checked out of the library yesterday
  • catching up on World news
  • the dishes!
  • making a call that may (or may be a royal fail) determine my life future (I’m not even kidding on the importance of this call!)
  • writing my friends

Yes, I also procrastinate on writing my friends back. 😦 Terrible. I’m so worried about disappointing them, and hurting them. Yes, I realize this is terrible.

But, I did do some pressing research I needed to do while I was watching GMM.

These things will get done. I have to trust that I will get the resources I need to conquer this list. I’ll probably start on them (not the calls!) as soon as I write this post.

And hey, knowing what I procrastinate on, might help me do #1. Decide where I want my life to go. 🙂

Here’s to you workers and fighters of procrastination. Big thumbs up.

And to you who procrastinated – good job for giving yourself some time.

Q&A:

Did you procrastinate today?

How do you get comfortable making calls to total strangers?


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Catching up – too cool

I just went to catch up on the blogs I read, and I found these three posts, that all pertain to friends and friendship. How crazy is that?

Life of a Fluro Zebra – Attitude of Gratitude

Today Has Been Canceled. Go back to bed – Moments – reminding me of what I have been learning; sometimes you just got to let the cool things go. Not everybody cool is meant to be your friend. And sometimes a cool thing is just to bring you joy for a day.

Today Has Been Canceled. Go back to bed. – Doing the Right Thing

 


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Friendlemma

(In case you are wondering, that is a mash-up of the words “friend” and “dilemma”.)

I wish everybody who has any interactions with me could watch Bones. I feel like they might be less offended, and totally be like, “Oh yeah, that makes sense.” (That wouldn’t happen of course – it helps me make sense of myself, it prolly doesn’t help others understand me.) We couldn’t be more different, yet we are exactly the same.

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