Waiting For Perfection
What are you waiting for? That is the question that always stops me dead in my tracks. The reason it stops me dead in my tracks is that usually that answer is “I don’t know.”
Now, that answer typically emerges after several minutes of stammering and excuses I have allowed myself to have for why not now.
The world tell us to have all of our ducks in a row. It tells us “Fail to prepare, prepare to fail” (one of my least favorite sayings by the way). It tells us that we have so much time.
These are all lies. Anytime I have done something worthwhile, I wasn’t even near ready. When I ran my first marathon, I didn’t even make it close 26.2 in training. When I started my first job, I had no idea what I was doing. When I started my first business, again I pushed it off until I thought I was “ready”.
Now, on the brink of a move across the country (from Indianapolis to Sarasota, FL), quitting my job, moving in with my boyfriend, and starting a second business, I can tell you I am not ready. Nor will I ever be ready.
See the problem with waiting until things are perfect or until you are ready means waiting and waiting…..and waiting…. And you guessed it…. More waiting.
I’m here to break some news to you- PERFECTION DOES NOT EXIST. So, if you’re waiting for it, you’re going to be waiting an awfully long time.
We only truly figure something out by trying it. Actually putting it into action. You can’t figure something out if you don’t put it into action, you’ll just be assuming and speculating. Where does that get you? Right where you’re standing now…and how’s that working out for you?
The one thing I always ask myself before I try something all the way from trying a new food to building a business is “What is the worst that can happen?”
I have that question to thank for many things I’m my life. For example, I have never asked a guy out in my life. Ever. I was lucky enough to be asked out most of the time, and really never had to. However, what that did was put the power into the hands of any pursuer and not in mine to decide what to go after.
So, after my mom casually mentioned a very handsome man my dad had been working with on building their house, I was intrigued. I just kept getting this very clear feeling in my stomach that was telling me to pursue it.
I debated sending a message, writing and deleting several times, over thinking and analyzing and trying to decipher what this feeling was all about. And then I remember stopping and thinking, “What’s the worst that can happen? Just do it already.”
The worst would be that he wouldn’t reply or would think I was creepy and let me know. Ok, cool. No big deal. I can deal with either of those outcomes. Because that would basically put me back where I’m standing right now. So, I pressed send.
For the first time (and most likely the last), I asked a guy on a date. Now, a year and half later, I’m moving down to Florida to start a life with him.
If I had questioned why I had that gut instinct or not listened to it or over analyzed for days, I would have missed this opportunity.
So, I ask you this- What’s the worst that can happen?
Quit the job.
Book the ticket.
Ask them out.
Start the business.
Take the chance.
What are you waiting for?
Leave a comment below and tell me about a time you just went for it despite fear. What happened? Would love to hear your stories!