I Should Know Better

We all do things that we shouldn't.

We contemplate the pros and cons. If the list of cons comes up longer than the list of pros, we make excuses to just do what we shouldn't anyway.

And why not? Doing what you shouldn't is have the fun...isn't it?

No.

It's not.

Because then, it comes back to bite me on the butt and there is a little voice in my head that taunts me and says "Katie Girl...You should have known better."

History tells me time and time again what I should and shouldn't do.

In fact there are little things that tell everyone what they should and shouldn't do. They teach them to us our entire childhood, and still...I ignore it and I do things. And I should know better.

I should know better than to...

Put all my eggs in one basket.

 I am the poster child for dropping all my eggs on the floor at once.

Don't cry over spilt milk.

Constantly wishing I could change things that have already happened.

Don't count your chickens before they hatch.

I have a wedding dress. 'Nough said.

And those are just the chilches!

I am constantly faced with all of these...Decisions. Do this or that or the other thing. I usually choose the other thing and end up wishing I'd taken the safe way around instead...But I kind of have a problem with doing things the safe way.  

If I had gone with safe I would have missed out on some awesome experiences.

A few weeks ago, I went randomly up and drove to Arizona for a Bluegrass Festival.  I bummed a free ticket, packed a bag, tossed it in my trunk and drove down a highway I'd never driven to a place I'd never been.  There is no way I could have done that if I'd still lived in Salt Lake...And that was an awesome experience that I wouldn't trade for the world.

If I'd chosen the safe route and stayed in Salt Lake, I would probably be living in an appartment a few blocks from my parents house. I would spend most of my time at their house and very little time all by myself. I wouldn't be going to college, and I wouldn't be making new friends.

I would be...stagnant.

So although I should know better than to plunge into the unknown without enough money and without enough experience...I did it and It's kind of okay. It's hard. But it's worth it. Maybe I've been doing it wrong all along. And what I really should have known is that you only live once. You have to take risks and do crazy things...Because this is the only chance I'm ever going to get.

I can't procrastinate my life. So maybe I should know better. But...I don't care.