The oft prodded slowly awakening juggernaut has been loosed.
I met the contractor whose gonna push the fill around and install the septic system and pilings on Sunday and we put up the construction post with our lot number, building permit, and plans and stuff and made it real.
And I’m excited. Kinda. But I’m also starting to realize what it is I’ve done. I’m an idea guy. I like dangling what-ifs out there over the fence of actual reality. It’s fun and not real and imaginary and therefore, inconsequential. Who cares if I fuck around for three years drawing and re-drawing a make believe house?
And usually, looooong before the reality rubber hits the road I’ve pulled out of the parking lot, tires smoking and squealing. I’ve got lots of other fun thoughts to play with.
But not this time.
Standing there yesterday morning staring at the beginnings of what I had wrought, I suddenly realized that pulling the trigger and doing something is waaaaay different from messing around with the what-ifs and the maybe-somedays. It was a scary grown-up feeling and I didn’t like it one bit. It’s funny-you work for something and then when you get it you’re not sure if you want it anymore. Weird.
So I took a deep breath and thought WTF. We’re gonna do this thing. At some point, you gotta stop dreaming and start doing and keep at it ’til it’s done. I’m sure my enthusiasm will wax and wane over the next several months and I’m pretty sure I might even regret ever having prodded the beast in the first place.
It’s hard to stuff the genie back into the bottle.
You can do it!!! Put those big boy pants on and dive in! Even if it goes all wrong, you might as well do it wrong with Enthusiasm! 🙂
Miss Carol washed my Big Boy Pants and they don’t fit anymore.
Damn the luck.
Ditto what Bunky says.
Best of luck to you!!
I think I’m gonna need the the Big Boy Pants AND your luck.
Kind of like buyers remorse…except you have builders remorse. No worries…plow on through ’cause it will be awesome when you are done.
I’m gonna, just you wait and see.
But I wish I had my Big Boy Pants.