I thought I was a courageous out spoken confident person…

I was wrong… The truth is… I have been placated… pacified… terrified… trapped… and I have not been true to my self… and I have chickened out more times than I am comfortable admitting.

I have been toying with an idea for about 5 years now… Career wise…  and just as I was about to take some risk and turn my idea into a reality… Something would happen

A kid got sick

Someone passed away

The dog had a lump

I got sick

custody issues

extravagant vacations

I want a new couch

you name it… I did it… all of it… rather than be real…

All the signs are pointing for me to move in this direction… Better things are in store for me… I know this… and I am still scared… Scared of “What If” and if I am honest with myself, not moving in that direction has just as many scary “What ifs”…

So I have made a plan… one that is well thought out… and well planned… and I am moving in that direction.

I have some back up plans for some of those “What Ifs” and if all of the “What Ifs” happen? well you will see me flying by the seat of my pants through life taking one If at a time…