Ever just have to tell your brain to "Shut up and just do it!"?
Ya, I'm a bit like that these days.
I have this opportunity. This huge, pleasurable opportunity, and my brain keeps yattering at me "Money, money, money." or other reality based, boring reasoning. (Oh, and its not just my money my brain obsesses over, its other people's' money as well. )
How HUGE is "huge"?
How about being invited to go to Paris with my mom for a week in April?
Ya, that kind of "OhMyGod!" huge.
And my brain (what a traitorous organ) keeps muttering about household budgets (mine and hers), and family needs, and orthodontia, and really-you're-going-to-do-this-trip-without-your-family?
And of course, I am. I am going to go and, guilt be damned, have a glorious time. But for time being, I might have to keep muttering my mantra of the day.