Change of season

Why does it not matter how old I become I still at times don't feel like an adult. Or is it more so to the fact that I don't want to be an adult, the adult?

Big Daddy and I are currently making some life decisions. Hard ones. I think I so much fear making the wrong choice and ending up in a bigger hole. Or maybe I am just so gun-shy because of the choices Big Daddy and I have made thus far at the time seemed wise and the right thing to do, but now looking back maybe not so much?

I know at the end of the day we will survive and make the choices and live with them. But stepping out of my comfort zone is never easy.

I am the type of person to stay at the same job forever not because I like it, but because it is easy. It is there. Maybe that is why I am having such a hard time deciding what I want to do with my life and what I want to do when I grow up. But in all reality I am grown up and I need to get my peas in a pod.

I also wonder why when making substantial life decisions every one's biggest suggestion is "Sleep on it". I don't know about you, but when I have that much on my mind I don't get much sleep.

We just need to make sure these leaps we are about to take are the right ones. But how does one know? As the old saying goes if hindsight were only 20/20.