As a general rule I'm not a fan of change. I like order, and structure, and routine. I do NOT like disorder, or chaos, or uncertainty.
This is the reason why my house doesn't get redecorated for every season.
Why I still like the same foods as I did as a kid (with the exception of the great Mustard Revelation of 2002).
Why my hair stays the same.
Why I don't rearrange furniture.
Order GOOD. Change BAD. ...these are words I live by (along with my motto: "just because they make it in your size doesn't mean you should wear it").
But last month I suddenly found myself surrounded by chaos and change. My sister and I bought a new house and were stuck in moving limbo for what seemed like eternity. I arranged, and rearranged, and rearranged movers and delivery trucks, and the cable guy, and the bug guy, and the gas guy. It sucked (thanks for nothing Wells Fargo).
On top of that, I found myself in the position to accept a new job, in a new town, with completely new and different rules and responsibilities. And while it is very exciting and I'm very happy with the new position and can't wait for school to start (gasp)...it's also kind of scary.
But now that we're settled in the new house, and boxes are beginning to be unpacked, and rooms are starting to get painted, and research is being done on the new job, I'm discovering that change is actually pretty awesome.
While I'm not saying that I'm going to suddenly run out and change everything else in my life I am saying that it's probably not a bad idea to start introducing some change into my (kinda boring) life.
So I'll be willing to try new things.
Go new places.
Eat new foods*
And let change not be so scary.
*seriously though, you can dress up your testicles and call them mountain oysters all the live-long day...they are still not food