A couple nights ago I asked my husband, hey, do you smell something? Like a chemical smell? And he didn't, but then the dots connected in my brain and I ran to the dishwasher and opened it and a cloud of melted plastic gas BILLOWED OUT and started filling up the house and all the fire alarms went off and we had to run around opening all the windows.
Melted plastic lid on the dishwasher's heating element!
We're lucky I caught it early. The last time this happened we were all asleep, and I had very strange dreams (and a terrible headache) the next morning from the fumes.
I got interested in the Enneagram a few months ago, and I'm finding it illuminating. I don't think it's more helpful or accurate than Meyers-Briggs, Tarot, or whatever other tool a person might use to examine their life, but it's working well for me.
I took a few free Enneagram tests online (this was my favorite), and they agree that I'm a Type 6: The Loyalist,
the committed, security-oriented type: engaging, responsible, anxious, and suspicious.
Anxiety has been my constant companion, the background radiation of my life, so ever-present that I've never really questioned it. The Enneagram is allowing me to become more conscious of it, which in turn is encouraging me to find ways to manage it better. And some of the things I've tried have really helped, so I'm thankful for that.
Since the election, I've been wanting to reach out to people more, to strengthen my connections. I want to be present for other people; I want to do what I can to help us survive these next few years. My anxiety gets in the way of reaching out (it always has), so I'm grateful to have found a tool I can use to understand it better.