One big hahahahaha @ ur post.
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I think my mom is ESE and I agree. ^_^ She used to always bump into me. She wears herself out so much that her idea of fun is having a bubble bath...yuck.
Thankfully she's an E2 and gets a kick out of doing the work for herself and doesn't like me getting involved--and I don't want to. It's probably given me an even more unhealthy view of what it means to do chores, though--AHHH. Watching the LSE complete chores efficiently compared to hers is a refreshing treat.
As far as the Ne HA I could never leave the house or go on a trip without a thousand "just-in-case" things, resulting in being used to lugging around large packages of "luggage" for each said trip I had to make. Now I am purging myself of the resulting pack-rat obsession she engendered in me.
Oh, and as for talking anything of theory or religious debate with her it's like talking to a wall. She gives that sweet, haughty smile and says "Well..." and thats the end of any real conversation. You THINK you're talking to her but you're really just bashing your head against the wall of her "ethics."
And when she asks me if I'm happy or having a good time, you know, I just don't know what to say to that. "Yeah..." is usually the answer. I'm thinking..."relative to what?"
I just learn to avoid and ignore her about getting all huffy about schedule. She prods and prods creating tension about "being there on time" but then just takes an hour longer to get ready anyway, so there's really no point. I just learned to ignore it and read a book, lol.
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