If you’ve read this blog for any consistent length of time, you know us gals at Penelope Loves Lists are also the driving force behind the wedding resource, Here Comes The Guide.
Here Comes The Guide is totally women-owned and operated. We feature thousands of the best wedding venues and vendors across the U.S. We compete with wedding website juggernauts like WeddingWire and The Knot. Companies with hundreds of employees.
And there are only 16 of us today. (14 in this picture from last October, we’re growing!)
HOW does that work, you ask?? Simple.
Every. Single. One. of us is a Penelope. Type A personalities all around. Organized beyond belief. Insanely efficient. In perpetual Beast Mode. I freakin’ love this brilliant group of women. They awe and inspire me every day.
However, I always sunk down in my seat a little when someone mentioned their latest Type A tick: Waking up at the crack of dawn, even on weekends. Obsessively cleaning. Spiraling into a high-stress panic when routine gets broken up. Or even more serious issues, like suffering from anxiety attacks.
I can’t relate to any of that.
So amongst my Penelope colleagues, I felt like a fraud…I just knew I wasn’t 100% Penelope.
- Although I feel blissful in a really organized space, my house is consistently untidy. I partially blame my husband for this one.
- I’m obsessive about personal hygiene, but will let laundry pile up for two weeks before begrudgingly throwing it in the machine.
- I attack my work emails with vigor, but my personal gmail account sometimes gets ignored for days at a time.
- It takes me forever to write thank you cards.
- Monotonous routine bores me to death. Spontaneous outing vs. weekly grocery shopping? Guess we’re ordering pizza tonight!
…Shall I really go on? I think you get the picture.
I always felt a bit confused about this dual personality. How can I be so put together in some respects, and so blasé and laid back in others? And next to total Penelopes like Mere, Lisa and Angela, I almost felt like I was hiding a dirty little secret. Like, “No, you can’t come over after work today because my house looks like a dog-hair bomb just exploded. Sorry.”
Then I came across this awesome article on Huffington Post: 11 Signs You’re Actually ‘Type A-Minus’
Whaaaaaa???? Do they KNOW me??
Lightbulb moment. I’m totally Type A-minus.
I mostly have my shit together, but at my core, I’m a mix of Type-A and Type-B. I strike a balance between being completely in control and fabulously free-spirited. The best of both worlds. And the 85% Penelope in me really enjoys fitting into this neat-and-tidy “Type A-minus” classification. Win–win.
I used to feel like I didn’t quite belong in the Penelope tribe. But now I fly my “Partial Penelope” flag proudly. I embrace the side of me that wants all labels facing front and all sweaters color-coordinated, but at the same time, I’m grateful for that other side that can roll with the punches. And I’m almost certain my higher-strung Penelope colleagues appreciate when I can talk them off the ledge.
The moral of this story? “Penelopes” aren’t an all-or-nothing breed.
You can be 85% Penelope like me and still totally fit in with this tribe. Because like Huffington Post’s article claims, “After all, an A– is still an A, right?”
I would love to know….in what ways are you a total Penelope, and in what ways are you not?