Baby Steps?

Baby steps. I was told I might want to consider taking them. What the heck are those? I don't think, in my entire life, I've ever taken baby steps, as a matter of fact, I probably wouldn’t even be able to figure out how.

I don’t believe in doing things small. When I set my mind to something I pull out all the stops and somehow along the way, I forget to give warnings. I plow ahead on a very specific path.

If I were to start a war, there would be absolutely no warning. My troops or bombs or whatever you would use during a war, would just show up unannounced. A literal shock and awe. I’ve never been one who likes to give warnings... bam here you go. No one or nothing goes untouched. I don’t show any prejudice. Out of the blue I will change jobs, residence or simply speak my mind. Jaws drop, heads spin, blank stares, sometimes confusion. A day in the life of me.

I promised myself a long time ago to live a life with no regrets. I don't ever want to wake up and say coulda, woulda, shoulda. I ask the questions because I need to know the answer and outcomes. I make sudden decisions because I let things quietly build up, never letting anyone know what is going on then suddenly drop the bombs. Oh, and I suck at patience. I hate mysteries, need to know the answers now and maybe is just never good enough.

Patience has never been a virtue with me. I’ve gotten better with age. I’ve learned how to restrain myself in certain situations, but still haven’t learned my lessons in others. Rather than wait and see where things are going, I let loose like a bull in a china shop, plowing through and realizing till after my rampage, the pile of broken ceramics I have left behind. At least with me there will never be a dull moment, but you may want to remain on your toes for when the next shocker comes out of me. Because trust me. That will be any day now.