I’m tired of being “puzzled”. I’ve completed all of the ones I own and most of the ones I’ve found in closets that no longer have boxes but live out their existence in plastic bags. Yes, they’re that old.  So old, that some of them don’t even have a picture to go by. Tired of being tired and bored, I turned to facebook, which is always amusing if you scroll through the whining parts.

And there it was, a Disney Princess test! Who doesn’t want to know what Disney Princess they are? I was sure I’d come up as Merida from Brave, after all, I’ve got the hair, the ethnic background, and I liked archery in high school! I never turned my mother into a bear, at least not on purpose, but that’s another post for another day.

I came up as Mulan. Not sure how that happened. I’ve never ridden a horse, nor have I have I ever had any inclination to go to war in place of my father. I probably did dress up as a guy for Halloween when I was a kid. It was a cheap, easy costume. AND, I am married to an Asian who does love Mulan, so that’s probably it!

When Cliff and I were younger…and I mean waaay younger, Tim and Beverly LaHaye had a book out called, The Spirit-Controlled Temperament. It explained the four basic temperaments, Choleric, Sanguine, Melancholic, and Phelgmatic, and all of their different combinations. In fact, Cliff and I ran a marriage retreat that centered on the four temperaments. It was lots fun and brought a little clarity to the couples there, us included.

I looked up the Four Temperaments test and found it free online along with two others, Myers-Briggs, and the ever-so-popular, Enneagram. I took them all. The results, well, I’m not exactly sure what all of the different personalities in all of the different tests mean, but I’m very sure I passed them all since I do possess a personality!

In the test of the Four Temperaments, I am exactly who I was all those years ago, a happy slob, otherwise known as a Sanguine-Phlegmatic. I’m a laid-back outgoing person. Kind of an oxymoron, like social distancing. The two words don’t seem to go together and yet, here we are.  So this one, I’ve pretty much always known.

Next I took an Enneagram test. I’m not sure how it’s pronounced, but it had a lot of questions. Lots of people talk about this test, especially younger people. I’ve heard them ask each other about it, “What’s your Enneagram?” “Oh, I’m a 1, 2, 3…” “Oh, I’m a 6, 5, 4…” Seems once you answer all of the questions, you’re given numbers. Kind of like locker combinations. It’s a little confusing, but I’m a 9, 2, 7; a peacemaking, helping, enthusiast. I figured that was a good combination. I don’t know how enthusiastic I am, since I just told you I’ve been tired and bored, but somehow it came out in the test.

Myers-Briggs is a little easier to understand.  They at least use letters. I’m an EFSP ~ Extrovert, Sensing, Feeling, Perceiving. Those last three – sensing, feeling, perceiving – all come up as synonyms in my thesaurus. So maybe we can just say I’m an “EF”. Honestly, I’ve been called worse.

And then there’s Winnie the Pooh.

Winnie the Pooh, the “chubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff.” I love Winnie the Pooh, he and his friends are much easier to understand than the tests mentioned above. And, if you think about it, you can find all kinds of personalities in the Winnie the Pooh characters.  There’s Pooh and Piglet, Owl and Rabbit, Eeyore and Kanga and Roo, and then there’s the always lovable Tigger. Each with their own not so unique and very familiar personalities. Want to find out which one you are? Well, there’s a test for that! Here’s the link…

https://www.idrlabs.com/pooh-pathology/test.php

By the way, I took this test, too! You can guess which one I am if you want to. If not, well, it’s really not that big a deal.

All we really need to do is read Winnie the Pooh.

Kanga ~ Caring and supportive, you love life and the people in it. More adventurous than people might at first realize, you’re up for anything that is reasonably safe and somewhat sane. But you’re a protector first, especially if you happen to be a parent.

Though Kanga does make sense, I have always related more to Pooh…He loves food, he loves his friends, he has no agenda, no plans, just goes about his day dealing with whatever comes his way. I think this is me in a nutshell, especially since my children are all adults with children of their own. It’s their turn to be Kanga. I’ll be Pooh.