
No, I'm not being cute. Or allegorical. Or philosophical.
I'm serious. I compartmentalize.
Not because I'm that organized. Or rigid. Or humorless.
It's just that way.
You'll note there are 5 compartments.
In my life, those five compartments represent work, church, home, family, friends.
These facets of my life don't really touch each other.
I don't like my food to touch.
I don't like parts of my life to touch either.
I don't hang out socially with people from work. The only exceptions I made to this "rule" were when I was a teenager and everyone I worked with was from my high school, and 2 years ago when I changed jobs and loosened this standard because I knew I was leaving.
This compulsion includes the separation between church and home. I don't like anyone but friends and family in my house. This includes people from church. But my visiting teachers were invited in anyway on Wednesday. Because I am, after all, a semi-rational person.
I only occasionally intermix the individual categories with each other and have different friends hang out together or have both of our families together at one time.
But generally I don't mix the different areas of my life. For fear they might all run together. And make a mess. A sloppy, runny, confusing (albeit colorful) conglomerate of what should have been separate pieces of my life.
Compartmentalization helps me feel like I have a sense of order. And an expanded self-expression. And some other things I can quite put my finger on.
They really should make pills for this!
[Title quote is from "Serendipity"]
2 comments:
Oooo...what neat way to put it. I do the same thing, and it earns me some strange looks from time to time.
Next month we're having a house warming party, and inviting everybody. Church, family, friends, co-workers...the lot.
I am seriously, seriously freaking out.
that is too funny. but it does make a bit of sense!!
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