Friday, January 6, 2012

spreading it around

Louisey of Letting Go passed on a blog award. I haven't seen nor been the recipient of one of these in a very, very long time. I am touched by her consideration and kind words and for the opportunity to test drive my linking skills on my hot new computer ;-)

I will pass this little gem on to these three folks:

The Last 100 Days as an Alcoholic. I'm new to reading this blog but this gentleman is an excellent writer and always seems to post on topics that resonate with me. Plus, he comments. And I love it when people comment.

Enchanted Oak. Chris is a professional writer, a poet, and a sober woman in Alcoholics Anonymous. I love to read her writings of her locale (I lived in that region for many years) and I love her style. If I was still back there I would probably ask her to be my sponsor. Or at least out for coffee.

Elegant Blessings. Annie has been around for a while and is just delightful. Whenever I feel sluggish and unmotivated, I read her blog and all that she accomplishes before 7:00 AM and I get my head screwed on straight. She's funny, sober, inspirational, and I swear one day I will show up on her doorstep for dinner.

The rules are to post seven obscure facts about oneself. Here goes:

1. I have synesthesia. I present with Number Form Synesthesia and Personification. There are signs of other forms but these are the strongest.

2. I'm empathic. It sucks. It took me well into my adult years before I realized that I wasn't crazy. I would walk into rooms and become physically ill or have physical reactions to people. Being a massage therapist has helped me harness a degree of control but for most of my life it was debilitating. I truly believe that drinking helped numb the effects of it.

3. I'm freakishly strong to the point that its scary. My mother told me that when I was a year old, I snapped a plastic rattle in half with my hands. I really don't think that its a brute strength but more of a current that runs through me that allows me to focus my strength.

4. I only give a second glance to men with beards. Clean shaven doesn't even register.

5. I came close to trying out for the Laker Girls but my drinking got in the way.

6. I'm a college graduate and am trying to decide if I want to go back to grad school. I can't make up my mind. Which leads me to number 7.....

7. I can't make a decision about anything. Its a wonder I make it out the door each day. Menus freak me out because there's too many choices and god forbid I should have to pick a paint color at Lowe's. It took me a year to decide on the purple in my living room. And even then I needed outside input. I am so grateful that we have a dress code at work and the color is black. Otherwise, I would never be able to shop or get dressed.

Alrighty, people. Stay sober. Stay sane.

12 comments:

Syd said...

I did not know about synesthesia--thanks for linking to the article. Interesting.

I totally get the empathetic feelings. I have them most strongly with animals. Although I have to say that I have strong empathy for children, old people and alcoholics. But I am drawn to the latter like a moth to the flame. LOL.

Good ones, Kristin. Thanks for sharing.

Bwendo said...

Thanks Kristen, is great to read your blog too.
I agree with the idea of being swamped with options, to the point of anxiety and just wanting some sort of structure. Guess it is what keeps people in the military long after they have served their 10 years.
Or to see chickens free range after living in factory farms...

thenoiseandhaste said...

I love your 7 factoids! The synethesia is especially cool. Also, I feel bad that I didn't pass along the award, but the only other bloggers I currently know have already received it!

I hope you're feeling better today. :)

Kitty said...

I love you. it sounds like you are similar to a friend of mine who CANNOT deal with menus. She's impossible to eat out with so I just tell her what to get and that seems to work, she's usually happy with her/my choice. :)

Patty said...

Very interesting!

Lou said...

I love making decisions for people. Just shoot me an email..LOL

louisey said...

Synaesthesia -- you and Baudelaire, Rimbaud etc -- I have a little of that with colours and sounds.

Great nominations, I have nominated Annie before because I knew her online before blogging and love her to bits.

Akannie said...

Aw, shucks, Kristy...

(kicking and scuffing the toes of my shoes in the dirt)

You're a doll. The truth be told, I haven't been out of bed before 8 the past 2 weeks! :)

I'm rehearsing my dotage.

xoxox

wolfie185 said...

Cool on the recognition and interesting stuff. Didn't know about synesthesia either, very interesting. Totally have the empathy bit to the point it is embrassing, I teary eyed over the simplest of thing; other people getting emotional in meetings or sad scenes in movies, plus the part about needing some big time alone time and taking my own car. Your strength is probably a big assest in your current job. Had to chuckle on the decision making, I am sure it blows and must be a living hell when it comes to car's or other needed purchases like your house.

Thanks for sharing more about you!

Sober Julie said...

What a GREAT post Kristen, I love that you're freakishly strong lol. I can't make a bloody decision to save my life, eating out with me is a pain...I eye the food being brought out and end up ordering my usual every time.

Enchanted Oak said...

I've been glued to work deadlines and haven't been around. Thanks for shout-out. Your seven obscure characteristics show imagination, strength, awareness of detail, willingness to consider possibilities, concern for humanity and loads on intelligence. Don't know what that thing about facial hair is, but that thing about the Laker Girls says you're confident in your body. I'd have a coffee with you anytime.

Lulu said...

Oh god thank you for posting number 7! Of all the things I've discovered in sobriety, one is that decisions are a nightmare for me. When I was drinking, it was so easy to move, change jobs, pursue new degrees. Must have been some kind of wine-fueled courage? But now, I have NO capacity for good decision making. I wish I had a dress code. Getting ready in the morning is a flaming nightmare because every outfit choice becomes a "Who am I really?" dilemma. Crazy!