I'm not what you would call a daring person. Sure I push the boundaries every once in a while like when I went white water rafting down the Ganges River, but for the most part I choose the safe bet.
Take yesterday for example. I was driving Jess and me home from her violin lesson, a 45 minute drive. The little gas light had bleeped orange on our way to the lesson. But I knew we had enough to get us back home, so I wasn't too worried. Until we got stuck in rush hour traffic. We sat on the road inching along and I watched the orange needle continue to sink past the red line. I thought, we have enough to get us home, I'll just get gas there. I was in an adventurous mood. What's the worst thing that could happen? We would run out of gas...and that would make for an interesting blog post.
But was it worth the risk? Did I really want to make a life decision so I could write about it? I let fate decide. There was only one gas station left. The next one was 30 minutes away. If I could work my way to the right lane and turn into the gas station I would, if I couldn't get over, I would trust that my tank was big enough. Just as I needed to pull over, the big truck beside me turned off and left a large gap for me to get in. I pulled into the gas station.
I examined my decision. If life is about experience, had I made mine less full by being cautious? or was it simply the smart choice? Did I avert disaster by playing it safe? Maybe I "experienced" it in my mind anyway by visualizing the scenario of being stuck on the side of the road.
I'll never know the answers to these questions but the rest of the drive home was much more relaxing. Jess and I talked and I didn't have to even glance at the gas gauge again. I'll have to push the boundaries another time.
Do you play it safe? or are you the big risky type? Have you taken a risk you wish you hadn't, or vice versa?
Have an awesome weekend! And Happy June 1st! :)
Kathy :)
Take yesterday for example. I was driving Jess and me home from her violin lesson, a 45 minute drive. The little gas light had bleeped orange on our way to the lesson. But I knew we had enough to get us back home, so I wasn't too worried. Until we got stuck in rush hour traffic. We sat on the road inching along and I watched the orange needle continue to sink past the red line. I thought, we have enough to get us home, I'll just get gas there. I was in an adventurous mood. What's the worst thing that could happen? We would run out of gas...and that would make for an interesting blog post.
But was it worth the risk? Did I really want to make a life decision so I could write about it? I let fate decide. There was only one gas station left. The next one was 30 minutes away. If I could work my way to the right lane and turn into the gas station I would, if I couldn't get over, I would trust that my tank was big enough. Just as I needed to pull over, the big truck beside me turned off and left a large gap for me to get in. I pulled into the gas station.
I examined my decision. If life is about experience, had I made mine less full by being cautious? or was it simply the smart choice? Did I avert disaster by playing it safe? Maybe I "experienced" it in my mind anyway by visualizing the scenario of being stuck on the side of the road.
I'll never know the answers to these questions but the rest of the drive home was much more relaxing. Jess and I talked and I didn't have to even glance at the gas gauge again. I'll have to push the boundaries another time.
Do you play it safe? or are you the big risky type? Have you taken a risk you wish you hadn't, or vice versa?
Have an awesome weekend! And Happy June 1st! :)
Kathy :)
