what I learned this summer

It’s been a great summer—I vacationed in Martha’s Vineyard, planted my first garden and started several interesting work projects.


I also learned several things. For instance:

There was no need to plant that much cucumber.

Just because he kisses you doesn’t mean he wants to date you. (Yes, every other girl learned this when she was 15.)

Just because he says he wants to date you doesn’t mean he wants to date you. (This is the advanced version.)

It’s nerve-wracking to give announcements in front of 4,000 people at the NACC.

I have many talents, but playing kickball is not one of them.

11 email accounts is too many.

Maybe I don’t want to have kids, after all.

Very few things people call “epic” actually are.




We move in the direction of the questions we ask.

Working in the garden for two hours in 100 degrees gives you a headache that will not go away for two days.

I have an amazing, amazingly fun family. (I already knew that, but this summer’s been a nice reminder.)

There is never enough time for all the books I want to read.

The Artist is Present.

I’m unable to stop eating guacamole once I start.

I like not traveling all the time even more than I thought I would.

If you’re going to set off illegal fireworks and you’re not sure what they do, maybe don’t do it in your driveway.

INTJs are only 1-4% of the population. No wonder the rest of you don’t make any sense.


What did you learn this summer?