Ready, Set, Go

So I’ve finally decided that it’s time for me to dive in to the dream I’ve been mulling over and researching to death for most of my adult life. I’ve tried many different avenues that seemed like they would satisfy me by being “close enough” to what I truly want to do. That’s not how it works. I was beginning to make serious plans for the “near future” when a friend posted this article from the Onion on Facebook. Yea, The Onion…not exactly where you expect your startling, motivating revelations to come from, but there it was.

I have had so many excuses for why I could not do this. I still have them in the back of my head, but I’m forced to admit that it’s just fear. Fear of putting myself out there, fear of failure. What’s the worst that happens if I fail? I’ve seen rock bottom, and it sucks…but I got to here from there, and here is pretty fantastic. I can do it again if I have to. I can’t get somewhere better if I make excuses not to.

I’m a perfectionist. That’s a problem. I have procrastinated on getting the second bedroom cleared out and turned into an office because I knew it wouldn’t be perfect. It’s not. It’s good enough, and that will work until I can swing awesome – not perfect, just better. But I smile when I walk in, because I it represents something huge for me.

I’ve been getting things done in teeny tiny baby steps. I’m determined to make this work. I’m excited, anxious, and proud. Here goes nothing!

We moved in a month ago and there is still so much to do! Particularly on the porch and in the yard, now that the snow has given way to ugly brown earth. I'm starving for green. We have such a fantastic outside space, with more gardens than my black thumbs know what to do with! It will be an adventure.

I guess all of this is an adventure.