Over lunch one day this week, I explained to a friend -- a wonderful, beautiful French woman who no girl from Ohio could ever match in allure, especially when she brings her little white dog in a quilted bag, at which point she is exactly as I imagine all such women from Paris and I totally enjoy it every time -- that I had a "diving board moment" on Wednesday.
This means that I needed to take the next little step on something, but it felt like a huge step off of a high dive. A free fall, not knowing exactly how it will feel when I hit the water.
Felt this more than a few times: when quitting a job, taking a job, changing countries, starting a business. I know that at some point, I need to stop thinking and just do it.
So, I literally said to myself, "Jill just sign the d-d! contracts!" And pushed myself to the step of signing, mailing, transferring the deposit with a purposefully blanked mind. Finished!
In three weeks, I'll have a new place to live, a change of lifestyle and Zurich neighborhood, a new view after eight years in the same place.
The free fall actually feels great at the moment. Although sadly I don't think there's a chance I will learn French!
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