Friday, June 24, 2011

Considering

I am a professional at mulling things over.  Not only do I chew on subjects, thoughts, questions, and roll them around in my head for far too long, but I add to the mulling by researching.  Google is one of my very closest friends.  Thanks to the search engine, I may have 7-15 tabs opened on my computer at any given time.  Recently, I had tabs open for horseback riding tours in Kualoa, articles about milk affecting weight loss,  lists of Kiplinger's top mutual funds (among others in this category), facebook, and two about Turtle Beach on O'ahu's North Shore.

This sometimes cripples my decision-making, or at least drastically affects how quickly I can make decisions.  For example, I am currently living in a hotel room in the Waikiki Beach Marriott (another several posts to be done at another time).  I don't have a car at my disposal during the day, as my husband is using it.  There is public transit here: a pretty good bus system and a trolley.  I have been wanting to make a trip to the mall that is in Ala Moana, just a few miles from my current location, since my schedule these days is wide open.  Though it's a bit farther than I'd like to walk, and I LIKE to walk, I haven't made the leap to take the freakin' bus or trolley because it's not something I've ever done before.  It's quite ridiculous, I know.  Instead of walking to the bus/trolley stop and trying it out, I read articles, study maps, and check out apps.  I now understand what it takes to ride both options, the cost, the time involved, etc.  Yet, I am still a little anxious to ride one because I'm not positive of what to expect.  We're talking a few miles, maybe 20 minutes.  I have to talk myself into it like it's a major event.

I hate being a planner.  And afraid of making mistakes.  And a control freak.  And annoying.

Grow some, you might say...I've said it to myself.

So, today was going to be the day that I was going to take TheBus to the mall.  Then, I realized that my husband may be able to pick me up on his way between offices, dropping me off at the mall, right near where he works.  I'm waiting for him to chauffeur me.  I'll make an attempt at TheBus or the trolley some other day.

As this is my first post, it bears mentioning that mulling and researching has led to the major delay in my writing and starting a blog.  Of course, I had to check out other blogs, write essays in my head for weeks, consider the articles available about how to name a blog, how to promote a blog, what to write about, talk about the issue with my husband (Jeff, by the way), post about it on facebook, and consider the idea some more while ironing.  I don't like to iron.