This little fella was busy having breakfast at the edge of the field where Bella and I were walking. He wasn't at all bothered about me getting so close to take this picture! (It's a mouse, just in case you can't tell)
I'm often being accused of being contrary, though obviously I would disagree. Although it has recently come to my attention that I have two character traits that I believe clash.
I noticed that I'm not particularly adventurous. I can become a little nervous in a strange environment. For example, on holiday. I'm not one for wandering aimlessly. Where as Mark is happy to see what we might find I just worry about what we might find. And if it's a country that doesn't have English as it's first language I'm doubly fretful. If we are driving I'm worried we'll get lost. Public transport gives me hives - how do we buy a ticket, buy the correct ticket, get on the right bus/train/tram, get off at the right stop? Mark has the attitude that everything will be fine (so far he's been right. I'm not currently lost in Paris wandering around for the last 10 years lol). He's very much 'what's the worst that can happen?' and I'm like 'well, we might have to ask a Frenchman how to get to a, b or c and we can't speak French!'. Even I think I'm irrational but I can't help it. We're going to Lisbon next week with my sister and brother in law. When it's the four of us I barely worry a jot and I'm 1 of 4, and follow the majority (i.e., the other 3) but when it's just Mark and I I'm 1 of 2 therefore 50% of the responsibility is mine. I trust Mark and generally, try, to just follow his lead but I also drive him crazy with my constant questions and doubts. I will try to curb my nerves next week, I promise.
Now the other character trait that I think jars with the above is that I'm impulsive! I don't necessarily think too hard about things. Getting my hair cut for one. I had mulled it around in my head a while but the actual decision was made driving to the hairdresser's and once it's made it's made! When I shop I just see something I like and buy it. Humming and hah-ing is a bad sign. I decide to go on holiday somewhere, 10 minutes later it's booked. When we had our kitchen fitted we just went to the shop and picked the units and the colours and the worktops and the handles, bish, bash, bosh! None of this thinking for weeks. My mate Karen is visiting and she is the absolute opposite of impulsive. It takes her ten minutes to decide what cake she wants at the coffee shop. Her new kitchen was fitted a few weeks ago (after months of deciding) and she still hasn't settled on what tile or splashback or flooring to have. Me and Ellie picked her wallpaper but she'll change her mind a million times before anything actually goes on the wall. I shall wait and see if it's the one Ellie and I voted for.
Anyway, I've talked too long. Next week I'll be writing from Portugal, I'll let you know how my adventures develop there. Have a great week!
If you change the way you look at things the things you look at change.
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