Yesterday, I called my mother-in-law. On my own, without first discussing it with Jarrod for hours, without over thinking. I just picked up the phone, called her, and asked what she wanted for Christmas. Give me a moment...
WOOHOO!!! GO ME!!
That was a huge moment! I get really weird about talking to the in-laws and anyone that I haven't known for a long time. Heck, even then I get weird.
For those of you familiar with the Myers-Briggs personality test, I am an ISFJ. In short, that means I'm in my head a lot and I have lots of feelings and thoughts (you can find a more involved description here). I get over-sensitive and hyper self-concious about being awkward or saying something weird, which usually means that's exactly what happens. Talking to people I don't know doesn't bother me, because I don't have to worry about them remembering the encounter. Talking to my family (the ones that have known me my entire life) doesn't bother me, because they already know and love me. Talking to my new family (the in-laws) is TERRIFYING, because they are still forming their opinion of me.
But, I did it. The conversation lasted all of five minutes and Shelley (another brave step, the first name calling!) has probably already forgotten it, but I am SO PUMPED.
