I always laugh when I hear the title of today's post. It's how we in my office describe the powers-that-be who think an idea to death and then end up doing what we were already doing in the first place. It can be pretty demotivating to see a great idea get stuck in the mire of worry and overthinking.
But I realized that I'm guilty of it in my own life. I've been thinking about making some big changes in my life for a while and every time I think I get to the place where I'm ready to make a decision and make my move, I chicken out. I've been considering buying a house for over a year. Over a YEAR. But I've done little more than a casual online search. Because I'm afraid. Of getting in over my head, of having to do all the fix-it stuff myself (I'm power tool-challenged).
And I guess taking the plunge and buying a house is sort of admitting defeat in a way. I've always thought that I would have a house with the person I married - whether it was already his or we bought it together. But if I bought my own house I would be saying, "I'm giving up on the marriage thing." Is this a logical train of thought?
Maybe I'm paralyzing myself in analysis. Again.
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