Creativity without Perspective

I’ve been digging deeper into my Meyers Briggs personality type lately and loving every minute of it.  I took the test back in college which is rounding on about 9 years ago for me and I wondered if it would still be the same given the fact that I’ve been craving more alone time these past few years than I ever have before.

Yet, after reading more deeply into my MBTI I realized that it’s likely still right on and the need for more introverted time can be chalked up to have kids around me 16 hours a day.

unleash_your_writing_creativity I’m an ENTP which means I’m creative, outgoing and I’m always imagining ways to improve my surroundings. This expresses itself in a variety of ways but it usually plays itself out here on my blog, around our home and in the systems and pieces of our life.  Although details aren’t my thing I’ve taught myself to keep things somewhat orderly and I typically manage to keep it up.

ENTPs love to innovate and make improvements, it’s in our DNA.

This drive for improvement is wonderful when it comes out in writing, remodel scheming and craft projects.  But, it can be all too harmful when I apply it to the people I love.

Imagine living with a mother who is always reminding you of ways you could be doing better.  Or being married to a woman who mixes every dose of encouragement with a heavy hint of “room for improvement.”

Sadly, somedays this is what it’s like to be a member of the Penny family.  You get to enjoy a lot of thoughtfully prepared dinners in a cozy, well-decorated space while you listen to all the ways in which I see “room for improvement” in your life.

Geez… how great does that NOT sound?

To be fair to myself I’ve gotten ever so much better over the past five years.  I’ve managed to keep my tongue in check and I’ve learned to sweeten my words. Still, I often wish that I was one of the warm, fuzzy mamas whose personality type includes a honey-tongue and bushels of tender acceptance.

I wish that I was quieter, cuddlier and more stable.

Since creativity is so deeply woven into my genes, some days it’s all I really want to be doing.  I want to write, sew, paint, cook and up-cycle until I’ve had my fix and I’m positively high on creating.

Until I achieve something that gives me that… high.  You know what I mean, right?  We all have them.

But life doesn’t work like that.  I don’t get to put the writing and creating before my family, I can weave it into the way we do life together, but I can’t abandon them for it.  

Because sacrifice is doing what you love second because you love your people more.  

It’s saying the second thing, the more gracious thing that comes to mind rather than the first thing, even if it’s true.  It’s filtering yourself for the good of your family but not so much that you lose yourself.

Mostly it’s blending everyone’s needs and coming out with some sort of smoothie that works for you.

I’m sort of excited to get to know my children’s personality types, see how they tick and how I can best meet their needs.

Do you enjoy these sort of personality tests?

How does your personality clash with your lifestyle?

Creativity in the cracks & A giveaway

This week has been insane, like someone peed on my comforter crazy.  Since it’s too big

for the washer it’s just chillin in the bathtub for now.

My beloved chalkboard fell off the wall, twice.

I made the kids homemade cookies and they crumbled them up and threw them at me, really.

Meet our cat, Alfred.

We got a cat, which is turning out to be more of a stress reliever than anything else, although right now he has to wear a cone so he’s not a huge fan of that.

Last Friday Kel announced officially that he wants to get his PhD, not someday but like, now, soon, ASAP.

So in the midst of the chaos, creative outlets have been keeping me sane, and for once in the three years since Noelle was born I don’t feel guilty about it.

I now realize that unleashing creative energy is part of the way I tick and tock, part of the the way I was created.  I have Jessica Heights of Muthering Heights to thank for this epiphany of creative freedom.

A few weeks ago she wrote a post about fitting in creativity into the cracks and suddenly I felt like there was another Mom out there who felt this need to create.

So this week my creative energy has taken then form of rag rugs, the art of transforming old sheets into lovely throw rugs.  I love to up cycle and transform so these rugs are a natural outlet for me.

The kiddos and I gather the materials together at garage sales and thrift stores and then I prep the sheets into strips while they play in the backyard.  Then I take a massive crochet hook and weave them into a cozy throw rug in the in-between moments.  The same moments where I do most of my writing these days.

So today I am giving you a piece of my sanity, in my favorite color, Aqua.  The color of my wedding, my dishes, my bedroom, my toenails and the office in which I sit.

This up cycled aqua rug wants to be under you.

This rug can be yours for the easy price of liking my Facebook page.

If you already like it, just get someone else to like it and write wall post that you referred them and then, wha-bam!  You’re both entered.

This giveaway will last all weekend until Sunday night at midnight, EST, because even though I live in CST, EST is my favorite time zone.

What’s your favorite time zone?

What creative outlet is keeping you sane?

Where in Ada can I take my comforter to de-pee it?

(Tons of comment fodder ^^^ no excuses, happy weekend!)