Well interwebz, because you are basically begging me, I will tell you why this post is titled, "Three".
In the last month, I have made no less than 3 decisions late at night because I have wanted to make a change in my life. Decisions that I thought, "What's keeping me from doing that?" and then took the plunge and went for.
Decision Numero Uno:
Changing My Name. Or at least changing the name that I use to refer to myself. The most permanent of the the three decisions.
Decision B:
Rearranging my room. My room has undergone some pretty drastic changes in the last week or so. I know without a reference the following pic doesn't really show change, but it does show how huge my room feels now.
And when your entire living situation is about 20 square feet, that feels pretty huge. Also notice how my desk keeps me trapped against the wall. I like it because it forces me to stay back there and do work, but I still have an entry/exit path. I call it my Cave of Wonder.
and finally
Decision Number 3:
I cut my own bangs into straight across bangs. The idea popped into my head at about 11:45, and after consulting my brother (who does so many crazy things to his hair that of course he was going to tell me to go for it), I did it. The whole thing was over and done with (including me washing and then restyling my bangs) by about 12:30. Pic on fb the next morning (social media addict, I know).
So why do I do it?
I don't know. I used to be so the opposite of impulsive. Plan plan plan, stan. But now I think of all these things, and I think that there is nothing stopping me from doing them, and I just do them. I take trips across the country and I take classes on web design and negotiation and ebonics, and I read about what life would be like managing a restaurant. Maybe I still plan, but now I just plan to be impulsive. Or, because it is impossible to plant to be impulsive, I plan to do things I want, just because I can and I think they'd be good for me.
Maybe I'll grow out of it, but hopefully I won't.
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