Last night my husband brought up a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad recurring subject that scares me as much and flying off an Olympic ski jump.
The one where he says we really need to think about selling our house because it’s going to cost us too much over the long-haul to live here. Whenever he raises it I either run crying from the room screaming “Over my dead body!”, or cover my ears, shut my eyes and singing “LALALALALA”. It’s not a decision I want to face.
Last year our daughter and new son-in-law also had a big decision to make. Maggie had applied to grad school and had the mixed blessing of getting into every school she applied to. It blew us away. Who knew? So it came down to a decision between John’s Hopkins (stay in D.C.), London School of Economics (go), and Berkley (go).
What’s a decision you’re facing right now? Leave your job? Go back to school? Stay in a relationship you’re afraid is unhealthy? Move? Continue reading
