I have this bad habit. Everyone has them. Nothing really to be ashamed of. I'm actually a little proud of my bad habit. If someone tells me I won't do something, I have a strong desire to actually do it.
Strangely, I get some kind of weird rush by proving people wrong. It's
never a stupid, lame dare. It's something I intended to do before
someone told me no. I have a strong urge to prove to them that I CAN do
It all started around my senior year of high school. My sis had recently gotten a tattoo, and I'd been considering getting one, myself. I went, picked out what I wanted, and then I just had to wait until my eighteenth birthday. My best friend, Sam, God love her, kept telling me I'd never go through with it. My tattoo was actually my sister's birthday present to me that year, and she'd already paid the deposit. You don't get that back! I went through with it, proved my best friend wrong, and have never regretted it.
Last night, I had a recital for my voice teacher's studio. It was fun (and you can see my video here!), and afterward, my dad and I went to have pie with friends and family that joined us. One person that joined us was my former piano teacher. I hadn't seen her in awhile, so while we chatted, I explained my future plans, which, right now, involve publishing my Spy book series and moving to Colorado to be near my best friend and writing partner, Lauren.
Conniption fit would be an understatement. She got so upset so quickly, it seemed, to hear me say I was moving. She asked me about my plans, accused me of not appreciating my work-sponsored health insurance (I never get sick, and I've been uninsured before. I survived.) and told me that Colorado is "a nice place to visit," but just because you like some place doesn't mean it's a good place to live. I believe the Gallup polls as of March 2011, beg to differ. Colorado as the 5th happiest place to live? So it would seem.
Where does Iowa rank? Not even in the top ten.
Don't get me wrong. I have enjoyed living here. Most of my family live here. I grew up here. And there really is nothing like coming back to a place the helped mold you. I promise. There isn't. And I'm not saying that moving to Colorado will make me happier. I hope it will. But, at this point in my life, nothing is keeping me here. No children, no husband. The last couple times I was in Colorado, I fell in love with it. I've been wanting and dreaming and praying about returning for good.
Habits are hard to break. And as much as I love my former teacher and value her opinion, I'm going to have to prove her wrong. I know she's just concerned about me, because she cares. I'm going to move out there, live as a professional author. God has never let me down. He will provide. I feel He is leading me out there. Romans 8:28 "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."
Any "bad" habits you just can't break? Any opinions you have a hard time getting people to shake? (And no, those were not supposed to come out sounding like a country song).