Before you get too alarmed by the headline, let me explain that an ambivert (according to Merriam-Webster) is “a person having the characteristics of both extrovert and introvert.” Which confuses some people…at least those who aren’t ambiverts.
For an ambivert, seeing that definition is eye-opening. “What? Do you mean I’m not crazy? I really am both an extrovert and an introvert?”
I never could figure out what to make of those Myers-Briggs type tests, where my score always fell squarely on the line between E and I. Maybe a point or two one way or the other, but I seemed to be neither fish nor fowl.
And parties? I love parties! I get energized by talking with people and getting excited and laughing! I can’t wait to spend time with friends.
Of course, I also spend hours before and after parties angsting over my behavior and whether people like me. And I much prefer working at home to working in an office, because when I work in an office I have to talk to ::shudders:: people.
In fact, I sometimes think of myself as an extroverted misanthrope. I like being with people…but I’m very picky about which people I like 😉 It’s kind of strange being an introvert who needs people…or maybe that’s an extrovert with social anxiety? An introverted party animal?
It’s the beginning of the school year, time to meet new parents and the kids’ classmates and people want to make playdates and I swear to Darwin, even with a 6 1/2 year old, I still don’t know how to arrange playdates. If not for preschool, my kids would be so socially deprived it’s not even funny.
One problem with being an ambivert, of course, is that I don’t look introverted. (Somewhere there’s a “Funny, you don’t look introvertish” joke waiting to be told…) I love to talk to people and not only gladly chime in, but I’ll often dominate a conversation if not reined in. So everyone assumes I’m an extrovert and thus, if I wanted to organize a playdate, I’d do it.
Sadly, I love taking my kids on playdates but I’m absolutely terrified to set one up because I might screw it up. ::sigh::
The bright side of this time of the year is that there will be lots of opportunities to hang out on the playground after preschool and talk with the other mommies without the stress of me having to, y’know, plan it. ::double sigh::
Now I have to get up the nerve to invite someone other than the usual suspects over for Shabbat dinner before next week. I can do that, right? Right?
Um…anybody want to come to Shabbat dinner next Friday? I’m making chicken…