I really have no profound wisdom for myself or anyone regarding this issue.
Because I know that's what you are expecting. Profound wisdom. From me. Bwahaha!
Instead, let's take a look at how my over-inflated ego and propensity to listen to the voices in my head who suffer from delusions of grandeur have effected my decision making over the years:
In no particular order, here are some goals I set for myself that, um, let's just say, didn't work out...
- Become an animal rights activist (although I did create a pretty cool club called The Animal's Choice when I was like 8 and made all my friends join)
- Become a fitness model (this didn't happen. Gee, I'm not sure why. Where is the other half of that donut I started this morning....)
- Move to NYC (actually it's probably safer this hasn't happened considering I'm a little uncomfortable and kinda paranoid when I walk through the Fort Wayne mall on a Saturday afternoon. Where do all those people come from?!)
- Never have children (HA! The Lord works in mysterious ways my friend! This was divine intervention as it's best. God clearly knew Jensen needed to be in this world and although I think he was a bit under the weather/loopy from cold medicine when he chose Jon and I to be her parents, I'm forever grateful he did.)
- Never carry a purse (y'all, I have no idea where these voices come from! I'm only an innocent bystander to the scenarios that play out in my head. I have no idea why purses were the devil when I was what, oh 10 years old?! I'm just so glad that Vera Bradley and I have become friends.)
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