A Bookish Life

I’ve always been an avid reader. If there is such a thing as a book chromosome, I have two of them. My parents were quick to catch on to this when my first word was “hi,” and my next one was “book.” I’m sure “mommy” and “daddy” came after that since they were the ones who bought me all the books. They read me everything from Green Eggs and Ham to Madeline to Amelia Bedilia. But soon enough, I got my own library card at the Pitman Library and never looked back.

I like to seek out other bookworms and find out what they are reading. I’ve been known to check out other people’s bookshelves in their homes and offices for recommendations. And when I interview people for jobs in communications, I often ask who their favorite author is or what is their favorite book to read. If they can’t provide an answer, it is likely a no for me.

Anyway, here are some more quick stories about my reading life, then and now.

 

My childhood was so “lit”

  1. My parents kept my books on top of the refrigerator. They said when I was little, I would go into the kitchen and point up toward the books asking them to read to me.
  2. In the ABC book, there was a scary photo of an owl with its bright yellow eyes and stern face representing the letter O. I must have learned the alphabet quickly because I knew when that page was coming up. I always made my parents skip over it. Couldn’t they have chosen a less frightening photo – like an orange or an ocean?
  3. I started reading on my own at an early age. During a parent/teacher conference, my kindergarten teacher pointed out that I couldn’t cut a straight line with scissors. And my mom was like – “yeah, but have you heard our kid read a book?!” (To this day, I still can’t cut a straight line with scissors).
  4. I went to bed with a book and a flashlight under my pillow.
  5. I could read in the back seat of our family station wagon for hours without getting carsick. If it were dark outside, I’d hold my book up to the street lights so I could keep reading.
  6. To me, Trixie Belden mysteries were better than Nancy Drew, but Encyclopedia Brown was my favorite detective series.
  7. Sweet Valley High books were the best. I was definitely more like Elizabeth than Jessica growing up.
  8. I loved the SRA box at school. This big box at the front corner of the classroom was filled with stories, comprehension questions, and an answer key where I could grade myself. The stories were divided by reading milestones, and once you finished one section, you graduated to the next level. One of my proudest school moments was finishing the entire box by Christmas break. They had to bring in a new box of folders just for me.
  9. We were so lucky that our mall had both a Waldenbooks and a B. Dalton bookstore. I spent a lot of time there while my mom went shopping for clothes.
  10. Some of my favorite childhood books were Sylvester and the Magic Pebble, Charlotte’s Web, and anything by Judy Blume or Beverly Cleary.

Reading and adulting

  1. The last time I counted, I own about 150 books – some are hardbacks, most are paperbacks, a fair amount are on my Kindle, and a fairly respectable number in my Audible account.
  2. I currently have 340 books on my Goodreads list that I want to read. I know it is impossible to read them all, but I like to add to that list, so I don’t forget about any books I’ve discovered along the way.
  3. I will rarely read a book for a second time. There are too many books in my TBR pile to get to. Although, I’m starting to create a shortlist of ones I want to read again, like The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides, which after that ending, I REALLY need to reread it for all the clues that I missed.
  4. I’m usually reading 3-4 books simultaneously. I choose what to read next based on what kind of mood I’m in when I sit down to read. This is why I need a lot of options.
  5. When I put my mind to it, I am a fast reader. I brought three books with me on vacation once and finished them all by day 4. And because I read fast, I bring books with me wherever I go so that when I have downtime, I have something to read. And if I finish that book, I have another one at the ready.
  6. It isn’t a good idea to leave me alone in a bookstore for too long. I’m like a kid in a candy store. I could stay there all day and leave with a full bag of books and an empty wallet.
  7. I love exploring and supporting independent bookstores. The Barnes & Noble near me recently closed up shop. I was sad because I have many memories there – especially ones I’ve made with my kids. But, now, it gives me an excuse to keep seeking out the indies.
  8. I refuse to purchase a book that has an advertisement for the movie on the front cover. I want the original cover so that I’m not a walking advertisement for the film. Also, the book is always better than the movie. Period.
  9. I prefer a real book to a Kindle unless I’m on vacation because I can take more books with me electronically. But then, I sit on the beach or by the pool, and inevitably the sunlight shines a glare on my screen. So then, I wish I brought the books. And then I wonder, is there a bookstore nearby?
  10. Favorite genres: Fiction with strong female characters, historical fiction, political books or true-crime investigations, books about writing, and surprisingly, celebrity autobiographies, but only outstanding ones like No Time Like the Future, by Michael J. Fox or Yes, Please by Amy Poehler to name a few.

So, what is your reading life like these days? How is it different from when you were younger?

Are You My Type?

At my age, I know myself pretty well; just don’t put a label on me because it won’t work. I’m a bit of a mutt when it comes to assigning myself to one particular category. This used to cause me a lot of stress and frustration as I deal with dueling personality traits. But now, I’ve accepted it for what it all adds up to – me.

 

A & B

I am somewhere between a Type A and Type B personality. I am an organized person. I like to be either early or on time when we go places. I set goals and obsess over articles about time management skills and productivity systems. And if that doesn’t clinch it, I have zero patience. Whoever said “patience is a virtue” did not have me in mind.

However, I am also Type B. I am creative and innovative. I would not describe myself as competitive by any means. I focus on the fun and not the scoreboard. I am flexible and mild-mannered (until I lose my patience and then all bets are off). I enjoy conversations with people that are reflective and meaningful. I am proud of the fact that I can be flexible and adaptable to situations when things take an unexpected turn.

SMART and SOFT

So, when it comes to setting goals for myself, both personalities come into play. In my career, I set SMART goals and stretch goals and often refer back to them to make sure I’m on the right track. When I sit down for a performance review, I want to say I accomplished or made progress with each of the goals I set out to do. All of this easily puts me in the Type A category.

As for losing weight, FitBit steps, and Goodreads goals, I’m much softer. Probably because, according to Gretchen Rubin’s Four Tendencies quiz – I’m an Obliger. As I read more about this tendency, I see that it is the intersection of Type A and Type B personalities. I always want to put others before myself (Type B) and do what I can for them (Type A) to make them happy.

Myers-Briggs

As if to add insult to injury, I fluctuate between an ENFP and an ESFP type on the Myers-Briggs Personality test. The difference in that one letter is whether or not I get more excited about concepts and ideas or experiences and actions. Can’t I be both?

To Sum Up

This is all to say that I have a huge list of goals to tackle for 2021. In order to be successful, do I really need to pick a side? Maybe I’ll set a new goal to be a little less of an Obliger, and tap into my Type A traits while keeping what I love about being a solid Type B.

Hmm… I think I’m back to where I started.

How about you? What is your personality type?

College Daze

It’s been many years since college, and I still remember the path I walked from my dorm room through the Quad to Intro to Politics class. I wore either a plaid button-down shirt or the t-shirt from the concert I went to that weekend. I’d top off the look with some cutoff jeans, a row of bracelets dangling from my wrist, and a high ponytail with a matching scrunchie. If I close my eyes, I can see the white, nameless food truck on University Avenue where I would grab a greasy breakfast sandwich and a cup of coffee – even though my parents bought me a meal plan. And then, I head up the hill to class at Ruby Jones Hall.

I was thinking about this at 7:30 this morning while attending a Zoom meeting with Andrew’s guidance counselor about his college plans. I knew this moment was coming, but what mother is ever ready for this process to begin? Andrew is our youngest, and while I’ve been down this road before with our daughter, it isn’t any easier emotionally the second time around. In fact, while I was on the call, it occurred to me that his advisor probably wasn’t even born when I was in college. Still, I sat there to be educated in the COVID-19 SAT changes made this year (no essay section – YAY!), the magic of Naviance, and wishing all of this information was available to me when I was his age.

It is hard enough to come to terms with the fact that I have a daughter in college, and now we have to start searching for where Andrew will land next. I’m excited for both of them. Let’s face it – college is the best time of our lives as we try our hands at being adults while living out our childhood dreams of independence. Our daughter still calls three times a day, and am not complaining. I can only hope he will do the same.

When we ended our Zoom call, I thought about how college didn’t seem so long ago for me. And then, I looked in the mirror and saw that okay – maybe it has been that long. And then, this song popped into my head from the musical Avenue Q. I saw the show a few years after I graduated and this song was just as relevant now as back then. If you’ve seen the musical you know it…

I wish I could go back to college.
Life was so simple back then.
What would I give to go back and live
in a dorm with a meal plan again!
I wish I could go back to college.
In college, you know who you are.
You sit in the quad
and think, “Oh my God!
I am totally gonna go far!”
Click here to hear enjoy the whole song (warning – this is the NSFW version). If you need me, I’ll be looking at old photos from the good old days.

 

 

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