Sometimes I wish that I had only one hobby like a lot of my friends because I think that I would be as good as they are at what they do. I have a friend who is fantastic at dog agility. His dog is amazing and they do amazing things together.
There is another friend who can cast a fly and hit a dime at 50 yards. I am lucky to hit 50 yards, much less any kind of object like a semi-truck. Then is there is my friend the SCUBA diver who dives in exotic places and is probably more comfortable at 100 feet below sea level than on his couch.
My friend, the sailor, who knows a boat inside and out. Any boat, not only his, but any boat. He has sailed to a lot of the places that I could only dream of. He has crossed the Atlantic more than once and even had a job where he sailed most everyday. Now he lives on a Caribbean Island and can sail any day that he is in the mood.
The list goes on after the afore mentioned dog agility, fly fishing, SCUBA diving and sailing. There is hand percussion (not enough practice), flying (yeah I took ground school), photography (I lost my best camera and there was so much to learn), kayaking ( I would rather sail), reading (too much TV), writing (used to could), child rearing (my partner at the time was rather difficult to say the least), husbanding (harder than I thought and I am rather selfish)., travel (not enough money and I do have a job). Like I said the list goes on, but then so do the excuses. I certainly enjoy the versatility and learning so many new things, but I am not excellent at any of them. It is like the saying goes, “a jack of all trades and a master of none”.
In my trade, neat hand printing is a plus. I was watching a peer print and I said, “I would love to print like that.” He said, “No you don’t”. I said “Well, yes I do, what do mean?” He said “I spent hours training myself to print like this because it was important to me. You could do it too if it was important to you.” So, maybe I would only like to print like that and not love to because I am really not willing to spend hours perfecting my printing. It just seems like there is too many more interesting things to do.
So at 50 some years old I decided to learn more about myself and took an online test to see who I am and what I am about.
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http://discoveryhealth.queendom.com/type_a_personality_access.html
In fact I actually took quite a few and scored supremely low on the Type "A" personality test. I found out that most likely I will not die of stress or a heart attack that a lot of Type A personalities die from, but from skin cancer (too much sun), from sclerosis of the liver (too many boat drinks) or from an accidental death (too much fun). Actually, I would prefer to go in my sleep like my friends grandfather did, not screaming and yelling like the passengers of his car.
The final thought is that even though I would like to be the best, I am quite certain that will not be, but I will enjoy doing what ever it is that I find to do.
There is another friend who can cast a fly and hit a dime at 50 yards. I am lucky to hit 50 yards, much less any kind of object like a semi-truck. Then is there is my friend the SCUBA diver who dives in exotic places and is probably more comfortable at 100 feet below sea level than on his couch.
My friend, the sailor, who knows a boat inside and out. Any boat, not only his, but any boat. He has sailed to a lot of the places that I could only dream of. He has crossed the Atlantic more than once and even had a job where he sailed most everyday. Now he lives on a Caribbean Island and can sail any day that he is in the mood.
The list goes on after the afore mentioned dog agility, fly fishing, SCUBA diving and sailing. There is hand percussion (not enough practice), flying (yeah I took ground school), photography (I lost my best camera and there was so much to learn), kayaking ( I would rather sail), reading (too much TV), writing (used to could), child rearing (my partner at the time was rather difficult to say the least), husbanding (harder than I thought and I am rather selfish)., travel (not enough money and I do have a job). Like I said the list goes on, but then so do the excuses. I certainly enjoy the versatility and learning so many new things, but I am not excellent at any of them. It is like the saying goes, “a jack of all trades and a master of none”.
In my trade, neat hand printing is a plus. I was watching a peer print and I said, “I would love to print like that.” He said, “No you don’t”. I said “Well, yes I do, what do mean?” He said “I spent hours training myself to print like this because it was important to me. You could do it too if it was important to you.” So, maybe I would only like to print like that and not love to because I am really not willing to spend hours perfecting my printing. It just seems like there is too many more interesting things to do.
So at 50 some years old I decided to learn more about myself and took an online test to see who I am and what I am about.
.
http://discoveryhealth.queendom.com/type_a_personality_access.html
In fact I actually took quite a few and scored supremely low on the Type "A" personality test. I found out that most likely I will not die of stress or a heart attack that a lot of Type A personalities die from, but from skin cancer (too much sun), from sclerosis of the liver (too many boat drinks) or from an accidental death (too much fun). Actually, I would prefer to go in my sleep like my friends grandfather did, not screaming and yelling like the passengers of his car.
The final thought is that even though I would like to be the best, I am quite certain that will not be, but I will enjoy doing what ever it is that I find to do.
I scored 58/100 on the Type A test, I don't think that it was accurate! I'm definitely an extreme A, not even close to being on the middle ground.
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Oh that is bad, because it puts me down lower than I thought...Well maybe that's bad.
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