1. A gardner. I like the idea of gardening, of preparing a summer salad with fresh ingredients I grew myself, TAKE THAT WHOLE FOODS, but then I remember that I don't particularly like being outside unless cocktails are involved. I also know that the first time I found a bug on something I brought into my house TO EAT, I'd quit that hobby immediately. Growing food sounds awesome until you remember you're growing it in the same place spiders live.
2. A carefree car passenger. I should gaze out the window or hum to the radio or daydream, I really should, because I'm not behind the wheel (where I spend so much of my time as a commuter). And I think all that stuff sounds swell, I'd be totally interested if you weren't such a shitty driver.
3. A Mad Men fan. I talk about tv a lot around here, enough that I bet a few of you close your browsers a wee bit concerned over my investment in characters who are not actual people, but here is why I cannot get invested in Mad Men: The entire cast is miserable. I need at least one character to consistently smile on a show for me to watch it, that's my new rule.
I also apparently like my tv crushes to either be a little unkempt (see Jax Teller, Tim Riggins, Lip from Shameless) or a vampire, and Mad Men offers me neither of these types.
4. A non-worrier. You don't have to convince me that worrying isn't an actual productive way to solve a problem, but the more I think about it, the more I realize that worrying is a real issue for me only when I let it stop me from 1) being happy or 2) doing the things over which I worry. I'm a pretty happy person, most of the time, and I also think I say yes a lot more than I say no, even if my mind is bursting with one giant all-capped CRAP while saying yes. So, I'm going to accept that worrying is just a part of who I am. I'll try to curb it, keep it reasonable, but I'm never going to be one of those people who stops using the all caps.
What about you?