“This quiz will determine which country in the world best reflects your personality and living style. It is where you will thrive in life the most. Plan your next vacation there, or make the big move”
By now most of you have seen this quiz on Facebook where you answer some questions regarding what you like doing and your personality and then it tells you which country you’re best suited to live in. While I know it’s more of fun thing to do than a serious thing. It got me thinking.
Lets be honest now for a minute. Did you take the quiz once and then you post the answer or did you do it a few times to get an answer that you think suits you better?
I did mine twice but didn’t post my answers. The first time I got Paris! Nice thought isn’t it. The second time I got New Zealand, lucky seeing as I already live in NZ. A few of my friends and family got New Zealand too, so I am in good company.
As I took the quiz there was one questions that stumped me. It was the question of which adjective best describes me.
The options were:
I had a really tough time with it. I do not feel that any of those adjectives describes me accurately. Even my poor husband couldn’t help me. Because if I don’t know myself surely he should right? He’s only known me for the past 12 years & been married to me for the last 9.
But alas even he was a bit doubtful as to which of those adjectives described me best.
The problem isn’t that I am not one of those things. Because deep down I am some of those things. Some more than others.
The big thing is I have lost myself and what makes me tick a little bit.
When I was younger I was super adventurous. There wasn’t a huge cliff I wouldn’t jump off of. I once did a 15 meter jump from a cliff into a lake. I did high ropes, horse riding, camping in the wilderness with bears. Now I must say I was petrified the entire time we were camping and was a great source of entertainment for my husband and friends but I did it.
There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t try.
I was brave, adventurous and fun. But the older I’ve become the more reserved I’ve become. OK so now that I am a mum there’s not often time anymore for adventurous things, but I also don’t seek it out anymore, like I used to.
It’s like I’ve forgotten how to be fun and how to have fun. I’ve been hiding myself away.
I’ve become, somewhat lost in life, lost in being a wife and mama. Now don’t get me wrong, I LOVE being a wife and mama. That’s not the problem here.
The real “problem” is that I have lost my spark.
To be honest I am not sure how to get it back. How to become adventurous again. Can you reclaim it once you have lost it?
I am not sure, but I do hope that I will be able to reclaim it. Maybe once little man is a little bit older we will be able to go on adventures together.
But until he’s older I might just have to look at photo’s of me being adventurous or try and find my own adventures.
How about you? What was your last adventure?