Recently on Quora, someone asked “What is the most effective way to see a person’s true personality?”
And someone responded:
The most effective ways to see a person’s true personality is in 2 ways:
1. observe them in times of adversity (or high stress)
2. watch what they spend their money on.
And I thought that was a pretty good strategy–not perfect, but a good place to start. As far as recalling my reactions to times of stress, well that’s a post in and of itself, really you can say this whole blog is dedicated to that!
I did opt to look at my finances to see where I had spent my money this past year (at least my credit card interactions from Feb – Nov.)
Health & Fitness (32%). Chiropractor, psychiatry, race fees. Plus general check-ups, etc. I feel OK with this given that my goal for this year was to take care of myself—mind, body and soul.
Food & Dining (13%). Mostly groceries. Then restaurants and bars. Practical.
Travel (11%). Mostly trips to NYC to see friends, or otherwise work- or health-related.
What does this say about my personality? I think it’s fair to sum up that I live a healthy, simple lifestyle. No real extravagances.
Of course, what doesn’t it say? Certainly, how a person spends their time should also be a large consideration when defining their personality. I have more time than money to give at the moment. So far this year, I’ve given over 100 hours of volunteer time! I’ve never thought about the cumulative total of hours before, so I’m feeling pretty awesome about that. Definitely a good reflection/assessment of who I am right now and what my priorities are.
My daily horoscope from Susan Miller’s astrologyzone.com:
We experience many last times in our lifetimes, but often, we’re not aware of it. What a mind-blowing notion… for the last time in my lifetime.
Last week, I had a really great day. I knew it was a good day as it was happening, but now in retrospect, I realized it was better than good, it was probably one of the greatest days I’ve had from start to finish in a long while (or at least that I’m cognizant about.)
It’s the sort of day, that if my life flashed before my eyes, I’d want it to include that day; or that if death’s eternity was spent repeating a single day, I’d want it to be that day.
There was nothing particularly spectacular about the day–I didn’t win the lottery, I didn’t go to the moon. There were just so many small things, good choices and simple pleasures that added up.
My day went like this: I woke up early, saw the sunrise over the ocean, went running, meditated on the beach. By 8:30am, I felt so accomplished and thankful. I went down to the ocean to tan, drink, read and relax. I had a good, honest conversation with B. I listened to music that made me happy. I walked along the beach and waded into the ocean. The guys and I had lunch at the hotel. I was feeling so bright, so happy, I burst out laughing and couldn’t stop–I laughed until I cried, and they laughed along with me. The rest of the afternoon blurred into evening. We shared giant cocktails served out of coconuts at the hotel, played Cards Against Humanity. (Side note: It’s funny how we all know each other in different ways to varying degrees. Batman’s ‘vigorous jazz hands’ should’ve been a winner.) We went out for steak, had more drinks and crashed.
I’d like to have one great day, from start to finish, at least once a week. Is that asking too much? I don’t think so. Not if I work on making better choices. I know what’s right for me, and I can’t be afraid to live by that.