Ok, I think about using this space much more than I actually use it. I make mental blog posts that never materialize. The reasons are many: big brother watching, so many words already in the blogosphere, etc. So I guess I have come to the conclusion that I am doing it for me and not you. I hope that you do not mind.
I have been thinking about pessimism, optimism, and the persistance of memory. I am currently making some big decisions about what to do with my life post-graduation. Should I get a job and begin paying down some school loans? Should I travel with my family and create some memories that will stay with us forever, despite the immediate economic impact it will have on our lives?
I honestly do not know. We will see. We will keep talking about it until we know.
My husband makes fun of me for wanting to discuss things again and again. My point of view subtly changes all of the time, so I feel like it needs to be re-discussed. He doesn't. On the surface I am the optimist in the relationship. I try to see the best in and think the best of people. I think the stories we tell really effect our realities. He has been known to grumble about people in general. He works more closely with people, so this is to be expected.
Yet, when it comes time to do something, I am the waverer. I am unsure about what to do and how it will be received. He is the one who has the confidence to throw things out there and trust that they will be well received. One of us is an optimistic pessimist. The other is a pessimistic optimist. I am not sure who is which.
