Getting old, growing up
As part of the brainwashing activities all managers in my company must go through, I'm taking the Myers-Briggs Personality Indicator. This is the second time I've taken this test. The first time was in 1998. Apparently, I've changed quite a bit in five years.

Five years ago, I was not yet 30. My personality type was ENTP, which is described as follows: "Quick, ingenious, stimulating, alert and outspoken. Resourceful in solving new and challenging problems. Adept at generating conceptual possibilities and then analyzing them strategically. Good at reading other people. Bored by routine, will seldom do the same thing the same way, apt to turn to one new interest after another."

Now, I'm looking down the barrel of 35. My personality type has morphed to INFP, described thusly: "Idealistic, loyal to their values and to people who are important to them. Want an external life that is congruent with their values. Curious, quick to see possibilities, can be catalysts for implementing ideas. Seek to understand people and to help them fulfill their potential. Adaptable, flexible, and accepting unless a value is threatened."

(The Wife went through the questions, too. It turns out we're direct opposites, which surprises neither of us.)

Both descriptions of me are frighteningly accurate -- the old then, the new now. Five years ago, I was a lot more outspoken than I am now. I was less aware of my "values" and was probably less driven by them. I remain adaptable and flexible, right to the point where it starts cutting into my family time. I'm not as driven by career as I used to be. I am more aware of ways that I can help other people. I am idealistic, but not in the way most people think of the term.

Five years ago, I was midway through my first stint here on the Edge of America. Between then and now was three years in Texas, a place where I was able to spend a lot of time finding myself and confirming a value system. I was working at a job that bored me to tears for two-thirds of the time I was there, but it did allow me time to bond with my family in a way that I wasn't able to when I was here the first time. Now that we're back here on the Edge, I'm back in a job that requires a great deal of my time and energy. Five years ago, I accepted that as part of the deal. This time, I don't, and I think that inner struggle contributed to my little burnout episode.

Am I growing into the person I want to be? I don't know. I'm still a little too worried about money and about material stuff, and it's hard for me sometimes to find the balance between idealism and realism. I was probably better at my job back when I was more outspoken.

But at least I'm evolving. Even with the struggles it brings, evolution is a good thing.