I'd be lying if I said it didn't take some convincing to get David to go along with my plans. I think he thought they were pipe dreams at first, and as they became more of a reality, he seemed in shock. We would discuss it, and he would doubt my sanity, and I would say: don't you want to go on an adventure?!
David always laughs at me and maybe rolls his eyes when I launch into one of my "put yourself out there" sermons. It is "so important" according to, well, me: to go, to do. To live outside your comfort zone!
ADVENTURE! I shout at him.
What exactly do you mean by adventure? he asks.
To go somewhere totally new and strange. Just imagine! Somewhere you—WE—have never ever been! Experience life, a culture you didn't even know existed! Doesn't that just sound thrilling?!?
He's not so sure. (Translation: he is very sane and normal.)
My half-hearted pep talks don't usually convince him, or anyone other than me—for one fleeting moment. And in that moment, I feel wonderful and powerful and in command, at the wheel of my own life.
So whether or not I should become a motivational speaker is still being debated, but in the meantime, for now, I can convince both of us to take little risks: hop in the car, jump on a plane and go somewhere new. Meet new people. Use the little time, little money, little energy we have to "be adventurous" by taking little adventures.
So I guess for now, that will be enough to keep my sweet man sane. And enough for me, too, standing here on my own two feet.
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Jesse and I are the same way! I'm constantly trying to change things, and he's constantly trying to keep them the same. It makes for an interesting marriage. :) Actually, it would be disastrous if there were two of me, and awfully boring if there were two of him. So, I think we make a good match. It sounds like you guys balance one another out well!
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