I remember a time when I was really second-guessing some career choices I made, and it was keeping me awake very late one night. I worried, fretted, cried and wondered, what am I supposed to be doing with my life? I was lucky, and still am, to have had Shane by my side as I voiced possibly one of my biggest fears, "I don't know where I fit."
And he said, "You fit with me."
You saw that coming, didn't you. Well, his words were like salve on a wound to me. I don't think I'd ever felt more loved, wanted, or even grateful in my life. (Well, not counting becoming a Christian. Or a mom.)
I was at an event recently where, for an ice breaker, they administered a personality test. This test revealed what your color is, your temperament, and gave you a new adjective to describe yourself. There was the type-A "Choleric" (who is also known as The Doer), the "Sanguine" (The Talker), "Melancholic" (The Thinker), and "Phlegmatic" (The Peace-maker). The test was simple. There are four descriptive words per line (40 lines) and you have to choose the one that best describes you per each line. Not who you want to be, but who you are. Some of these were things I didn't want to own up to (you pick for yourself. Given these four adjectives, who would you want to be, or rather, which one are you: unsympathetic, unforgiving, unenthusiastic, undisciplined. Ouch.) Then at the end you go to an answer sheet and find out who you are.
The Cholerics playfully referred to themselves as Bossy. They were also the ones who were running the show that day, and I found it amusing that as they spoke about the topic or themselves, they all squeezed in "I'm a choleric" somewhere in the conversation.
Anyway, I've taken a lot of tests in my life to try to figure out the color of my parachute, my personality, my spiritual gifts, even my heart's desire. But none of these tests ever revealed anything that I didn't know. Not if I really thought about it. And this was no different. I was given a new color, a list of my strengths, and a list of my weaknesses--like I needed that. And I sit here now, looking at this box, summing me up into one title.
"My name is Courtney, and I'm a melancholic ... who suffers from occasional bossiness and indecision." I don't particularly like being bossed around, and I suspect that many of my good friends are phlegmatics.
I googled the test and found one here. If you'd like, share your personality in comments.