Taking a Risk

Hellooooooooooooooooooooo, viewerssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!

I figured my greeting could be spiced up a little bit. How are you all on this fine Sunday? As I mentioned previously, autumn is in the air! And it makes me so happy. I hope that all of you guys are taking advantage of the lovely weather and drinking lots of hot apple cider for me.

Anyway, I don't have a lot of time today, but I just wanted to let you all know that I did something WAY out of my comfort zone (granted it was a calculated idea, but nonetheless). I was reflecting on my life recently and felt that I needed to leave my safety bubble and do something a little more risky (within reason, of course). Last time I did something like that was when I cut off 10 inches of my hair and donated it, but that was years ago. (And because I'm me, all of my "risky decisions" aren't actually risky and they are something that I've been thinking about for a few years.)

Then I started thinking about fear and how some of my stupid fears take so much control over my life. And I wanted to conquer one of those fears, just laugh in its face, and show that it doesn't have any more power over me. So I did. I got my ears pierced. (Okay, just a friendly reminder to all of you: I am EXTREMELY afraid of needles. Even thinking of them will throw me into a state of panic and I become irrational and freak out. So the fact that I WILLINGLY had needles put into my ears is kind of a big deal (Yes, I know that it's not even a needle, but c'mon, give me so credit!).)

I've been thinking about getting them done since I was about 10, but I kept pushing it off later and later. My friends tried to get me to do it after prom my senior year, but the morning of, I had a huge panic attack, freaked out hard core, and bailed last minute. So, being almost 20 (that is absolutely terrifying to think about), I decided to do it. It was rebellious (not really) and spontaneous (sort of).

I'm actually still in shock that I decided to do this. It's something that I normally wouldn't do, but I did. And I'm kind of patting myself on the back because I decided to leave my comfort zone and do something different (or I'm looking in the mirror thinking, "Oh my, what did I do?!").

It's kind of crazy for me to think about. I can't believe that I actually did it, but I'm also curious as to what I'll do next. Who knows, maybe I'll get a tattoo! (Just kidding, that's absolutely crazy to do right now. I'd probably have a heart attack the minute I started driving there.) My dear viewers, I have one suggestion for all of you for this week, month, or rest of the year: take a (calculated) risk and do something new! You never know what may happen.

Love,

Katie