I had the chance to be in Colorado right now. Riding 4-wheelers, eating chili, roasting marshmellows around a campire, looking at stars until Saturday.
Am I in Colorado? No. Why am I not in Colorado? Because I’m unfortunately responsible, and it sucks sometimes. So instead of doing all that cool stuff, I’m sitting in my office brooding in my heels, slacks and polo shirt. I’d much rather be in jeans and giant puffy coat, running around in the wilderness.
I got asked to go on this seven-day, all expense paid trip on a whim – 10:48pm on Saturday night, actually. The phone call went something like, “Come with me. Right now. Pack your stuff, meet up with me, and we’ll leave at 6am.”
This week I have work going on as usual, two birthdays of friends (both are 25th birthdays), one person coming in town, and my own birthday party on Saturday. And it just seemed like there was no way I could make it all work without making people mad and/or getting fired.
I don’t know if I’m more mad at myself for not taking the opportunity to do something really fun and exciting and adventurous, or if I’m mad at myself for worrying about things that may or may not really matter in the long run. Did I just miss an opportunity of a lifetime? Or did I just make the right decision of not ruining potential future jobs and friends, etc.? In the end, what really matters?
I think if I had a job that I didn’t care about and there weren’t so many birthdays and people coming in from out of town, I would’ve done it. I didn’t have the right clothes, I would’ve had to rely on roomies to watch my dog, and wasn’t sure if I had gas to get to the meetup location, but I would’ve gone (or at least I’d like to think I would have). But that’s the other part of me that’s kind of irritated… would I have actually gone if I could’ve made it work? Or would I just have made some excuse and continue to be a responsible, boring, timid little girl avoiding anything spontaneous?
I’d really like to think that I would’ve been up for the adventure. If there was some way I could make everyone happy here in Austin, I’d click my heels and magically appear in the mountains right now. Hopefully that wasn’t my only opportunity for excitement. Part of me wishes I could just quit my job next week and have almost three months to do whatever I want whenever I want. That’s not really possible, though.
So this week instead of running away from grizzly bears, having snowball fights, and freezing to death, I’m going to keep myself busy at work and at birthday parties and try not to think of how much I miss the guy who endearingly requested my company for a week in the mountains.
I also have my own birthday party on Saturday to prepare for…(If anyone reading this didn’t receive an invitation and would like to go, please notify me and I’ll give you directions and info.) The theme is a super hero costume party, and most of us are making up our own super heroes. I’m still up in the air about mine, though I’m thinking I’ll be Sarcastic Woman, or Sarcasto… or Sarcasmo. Clearly I’m still working on the name. But any other name or super hero recommendations would be greatly appreciated.