I am rarely tentative about following through on any decision made. I generally leap right in …sometimes without thinking through whatever goal I was after.
Yea, I am one of those people who run right in where angels fear to tread.
Like this post. I haven’t a clue where it is going, or even IF it is going…I just started to type away willy-nilly and here is where I have come.
For some reason, I woke up this morning at 5:30 am…if ever I was tentative about anything it was in the wisdom of getting out of bed at that hour and actually doing something. How can anyone be expected to function as a rational human being at 5:30 am? It just isn’t natural.
So instead of acting the rational human that I normally do, I acted the fool instead. I wrestled with Gunnar for an hour. Both of us, under the covers, growling and throwing each other around……..well, he didn’t throw me, I outweigh him by about a bazillion pounds. But, if you have ever wrestled with a small dog you know it FEELS like they are throwing you around.
I briefly came out from under the covers when I realized something else was walking on the bed.
It was Pyewacket, my cat.
His expression was priceless. He actually was sitting there with his eyes rounded and his mouth hanging open. He looked like he was in shock. So, of course, I began to giggle which set off Gunnar again, leaping madly about under the covers…which got Pye to start leaping about after the moving lump under the covers..which set me laughing out loud
I fell out of the bed.
Now, I am realizing that every movement I make today will be tentative…it’s hell getting old.