Blog challenge day 3

What makes you different from everybody else?

I could answer this easier with what makes me the same as everyone else... it would be a shorter answer. 

Honestly, it is a trick question.

All of us are different from everyone else. I believe everyone is very unique. But....I do think there is a commonality to most people particular to their religion, sex, where they live, etc. That said, 

I have always felt like I was very different. 

I've always felt like I think differently and look at things differently than most people.

I sometimes think of my mind like a kaleidoscope....

When others may look at something and see one thing, one sure thing in black or white, I see a menagerie of colors and images and ideas.

At the risk of being cheesy I am going to mention Twilight. The first time I read it I really related to the fact that the main character felt like her mind was so different from those around her. Of course you later find out that it is and she has the cool shield she can place out around her. I wonder if I have that? Okay, joking, but when I read that I thought, "That's how I feel."

I always have looked around me at what everyone else was doing and talking about and wondered why it was so different from what I cared about. 

I find that I sometimes have a really hard time relating to girls. While my closest friends as a teenager were girls, the majority of my friends were boys. This has stayed true my entire life. I could hang out at the house Doug lived in when we were dating with all the boys and be totally comfortable and outgoing but get me in a room of girls and I shut off and don't know what to talk about. 

When Doug and I were first married and living in his brothers basement I did not make one connection in our ward. I would go to things and not be interested in anything the girls were doing/ talking about. I just didn't care about that stuff.

Since having children there has been an entirely new side of me that has emerged- the crafty girly girl. I now do love crafts and sewing and doing cutesy things that I wouldn't have cared about six years ago... but I still feel that wall. 

While I can appreciate a cute purse or shoes or jewelry, I don't care about them. I would never spend money on any of those things when I could go get tons of books for the same price.

I don't care that my husband plays video games all the time and actually am so thankful that his hobby is one that keeps him at home with us and doesn't involve sports or killing things. 

I don't understand when girls don't 'allow' their husbands to play games (if you are one of them... please don't get offended. This is just my opinion and you have many more on your side!) because I would be really mad if Doug told me I couldn't do something I loved. 

I have major authority issues. "Don't tell me what to do" is my  phrase.

There are also many social issues that I don't necessarily see the same way as many of my peers. I won't go into those here now. 

I am a 33 year old woman (almost 34!) but I love steam punk and young adult fantasy novels while loathing adult romances. I love a good action flick while hating most romantic comedies. 

I do enjoy Black Friday shopping, shopping at toy stores and book stores, but for the most part I hate shopping. 

I drive the speed limit.

I love going to movies by myself. I haven't done it in a while... I think I'm due.

I love nothing more than cuddling up with a good book. 

I don't care if my kids watch tv. We do have a new system that keeps it to a minimum but that's just so that Abi earns the privilege through chores (more on that in another post) and not because I don't want her watching it. I like tv, Doug likes tv, our kids are smart and creative- so why not?

This feels like a confession post which isn't really what it was supposed to be but I guess these are all reasons I walk around on a daily basis wondering why I think differently than everyone around me. 

I guess I am glad that I am different. I have never wanted to be like everybody else. But sometimes I see something in someone else and wish I had that quality or thought about things like that. 

So there you go.

Although I think I'm so different,  I'm probably more like you than I think!