I woke up with a hangover and it is not from the wine; it’s an impulsivity hangover!
What on earth was I thinking?!?! I’m too busy raising the kids, potty training a stubborn minion, keeping a home, being involved with the schools, and in the middle of our umpteenth cross-country move! Not to mention all my internal fears – can I do this? Is there even a market for my business? Do I really know enough to go out on my own? I didn’t over think and over plan this like I do with every decision I make! I even broke American Express!!!
Whoa, whoa, whoa – It’s time to pump the breaks! My husband reminds me it doesn’t have to be perfect. I am doing this as an experiment and an opportunity to find my identity outside of mom and wife. He asks, “What’s the worst that could happen?”
You know what the answer to that is?
I. Could. Fail.
I could fail – I never fail. Failure terrifies me!
“So, what? What happens if you fail?” This man really never quits – that is simultaneously my biggest compliment and complaint about him. He’s right, though; so, what? I will have lost a little money. I will have lost a little time. BUT, I will have tried and, in the end, I will have learned a lot.
The truth is I could fail, but I could also succeed. It’s time to take Gatorade’s advice and turn defeat into fuel; turn my self-created stress into eustress.
What is the last thing you jumped into without looking? How did you turn your stress into eustress? I’d love to hear your experiences in the comments.