Being a grown up kind of sucks sometimes. Grown up decisions aren't fun decisions. Grown up decisions are full of The Future and How The Future Will Be Decided Based On These Decisions. It's times like these, when I'm faced with such Life Decisions, that I wish I could throw in the towel, pack up Tim, Noah and the dog, and just drive. We would drive until we made it someplace where the sun shines for more than two days in a row. Where there are mountains abutting the ocean. Where there is peace and cacophony within blocks of each other.
I feel like we're floundering here. Without getting into too much detail, we're at a crossroads. One path leads to continued discomfort and unrest but has the potential to be wonderful once we get past this rough period...whenever that may be. The other path feels like we're giving up our plans, our dreams, in exchange for calm and rest sooner rather than later. I don't know which road is the better choice. I hope to be able to talk about this in more detail soon and actually get some wise words of advice from you. In the meantime, tell me your stories about making Grown Up Decisions for The Future and how you found peace with your decisions, even if they weren't what you thought you wanted.