Then, welcome each rebuffThat turns earth’s smoothness rough,Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go!Be our joys three-parts pain!Strive, and hold cheap the strain;Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!For thence,—a paradoxWhich comforts while it mocks,—Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail:What I aspired to be,And was not, comforts me:A brute I might have been, but would not sink i’ the scale.-Robert Browning
I take comfort in knowing that I cannot go wrong.
I will just be myself, be who I am. The mistakes I make will only make me wiser. (I realize this probably sounds stupidly obvious to most people, but I am a constant planner, so I need to remind myself of these things, or else I will go crazy making pro/con lists and talking through all possibilities before I make a decision. Ask Bryan. He does the same. Clearly, we need to work on this…).
Well, I start training at Foster’s Market today. I’ll keep you posted on how that goes.
I wanted to put a deposit for an apartment down today, but I hit a little road bump in filling out information on the application, so we’ll have to see what’s to come of that.