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Oh No Wait!

It alway seems at the last minute, I go through panic stages and want to change my mind.

I think I have myself all figured out, taking the time to think pros and cons, weighing all the options and then, when I've finally made my decision, I FREAK OUT!!

Is this a good idea? Is this the right thing to do? Am I getting caught up in the excitement of the thing instead of actually thinking about how it will REALLY be? Why am I doing this is the first place? Am I simply trying to prove something or do I REALLY want to do this? oh no wait!

They say go with your gut but I HAVE A GEMINI GUT!!! It can't be relied upon - it's as impulsive as I am! If I went with my gut, I'd never get anything done because just when I figured out what it was trying to say, it would turn around and change its mind! I'd have to bribe it: 'C'mon, I'll give you a G&T if you will just have ONE type of feeling. It'll be yummy! You'll enjoy it! Now FIGURE OUT WHICH IDEA MAKES YOU FEEL MOST ICKY!!'

The only constants in my decision making seems to be
if 'its an adventure',
if 'i will regret NOT doing it more than DOING it'
if 'its something other people would dream of doing if given the chance'

It's hard to be adventurous. This is maybe the part that people don't tell you or think about when you have to go and make a decision like this. They kinda get caught up in the glamour of it all. 'Wow, that must be amazing' they say 'I could never do that' without actually realising I SOMETIMES DON'T THINK I COULD EVER DO THAT EITHER. And that's the hard part.

So I'm in that panic zone at the minute. The 'it's too good to be true' stage.

I just have to remember that it IS too good to be true.

But that doesn't mean it won't be worth it.


Anonymous said…
be brave!! its a great experience and you guys are ready to take it on. -erin

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