Here’s the thing about mid-30’s angst: it’s a luxury. To be where I’ve been in my head for the past few months, trying to figure out what the next right thing is, is entirely a blessing. I couldn’t have done it without the security of a savings account and a supportive husband and all the resources that come with those things. So when, all of a sudden, we recently found ourselves with our backs against the wall and some tough decisions to be made quickly it was almost a relief to just shut up and do. Terrifying, yes, but it’s unfortunately (and fortunately) in those moments that I tend to shine the brightest. “What will I doooooo?” I can wail loudly all the way down the well, but just before I hit rock bottom I’m all, “Aw HELL no!” and I pull it together to turn it around. I then spend at least an hour kicking myself for not just putting on my big girl panties in the first place.
Now that we’ve been able to pretty quickly shift some momentum this week the trick is to not get complacent. Keep driving forward and be clear about our goals, from buy a house to learn to bake wheat bread that doesn’t come out like a grainy brick.
How do you move forward when you need to? Does it have to be a do or die situation (yeah, you’re singing Pat Benatar now) or are you good at acting right away?
