Sometimes It's Tough Being a "Fireball"

For as long as I can remember, people have described me as spunky, feisty, aggressive, intense, and the ever popular...fireball. It happened recently and caused me to reflect a bit on my "image."  I guess it depends on who you ask or when you ask as to whether these adjectives are considered positive personality traits. Either way, I'm pretty sure I'm stuck with 'em.

Most of the time I am okay with this. I like being in the proverbial driver's seat (oddly enough, in a car I like to be chauffeured around). This way I generally get to do what I want (wink wink). And boy are there a lot of things I want.

That's where the trouble comes in. I want a house, I want my career to keep moving forward, I want to move back to the South someday, I want to plan vacations, I want to work on "me" by working out and improving my nutrition starting with cooking more, I want to be better about my blogging, I want to be better dog mommy. The list goes on and on, really. And believe me, I try to do it all. I must always be doing something and moving forward. Last week I vocalized this inner toil to my balancer-the yin to my yang-Charlie, who very sweetly said, "Maybe you should just go put on some PJs? That should help you relax." I did. And it helped me relax for a second. But he's been out of town for a few days so now I am all wound up again :). And I think I need to slow down.

This fireball personality comes with a price. Though my blood pressure passes an exam with flying colors, it feels like it's always boiling. Sometimes I get tired of being the driver's seat and wish things were planned out for me. People who don't know how to handle me can think I am a real you know what (so there's that). Also, I love with ultimate passion, but I can also get mad with ultimate passion, too.

Luckily, I have plenty of "fireball" friends to collaborate with and an understanding husband (well, most of the time). I have also been trying my hand at yoga recently. Working hard to prove Charlie wrong in this assumption that I would stink at it, and so far I am enjoying it. I also took an organization class at work that talked about prioritizing. Anyone else have some advice for me to learn to chill out?