Almost every single morning since Luke and I have been married he has made me breakfast.
I am not a morning person, and before marriage I rarely ever ate breakfast. But since July it has been nice to eat a breakfast every morning.
This could also have something to do with why I have gained weight. I don't believe that conspiracy that breakfast helps you lose weight. Please tell that to my 5 new pounds.
Anyways, we are kind of in a slump where we have NO desire to eat at home. Do you ever get that way? Everything that we have to eat in our apartment just seems gross, and fast food seems so much more appealing!
So we have been eating out more lately, which really helps the money flow situation when buying Christmas presents.
This morning Luke left me some cash and told me to go ahead and stop and get something to eat for breakfast.
So of course I went to Chick Fila - are there other restaurants? I'm not really sure.
As I pull into the parking lot I remember reading several blog posts about the Chick Fila Pay-It-Forward and how people will go to Chick Fila order their meal and then pay for the meal of the person behind them.
I decided I was going to do this. Today was the day.
So I ordered my meal, then I looked behind me: It was one man, I'm sure his order wasn't too expensive - I was going to do this.
I pull up to the window the CF employee tells me my total I give her my cash, I'm about to tell her I want to pay for the man's meal behind me and then I FREEZE.
I'm talking completely freeze, no words, can't speak, scared out of my mind.
What if she thinks I'm weird?
What if the man behind me gets offended?
What if they all point and laugh?
There were like a million what if's going through my head.So she handed me my meal, I put it in my car and peeled out of there as fast as I could.
I think my tires even squealed.
As I drove away and came down from my nervous-high I became to ask myself, not What If? but instead.. What the heck is wrong with you??
What was I so scared of?
It would have taken a second out of my life and probably made that man happy for at least the morning.T
here was nothing to be scared or nervous about, it was a very simple process. And I let my mind get the best of me.
This was a classic example of me completely over-thinking something.
Do you ever over-think situations??Do you ever talk yourself out of something only to regret it? Something that is so simple yet you were scared or nervous for some STRANGE reason.
I'm going to attempt to do it again. I might need to take Luke with me for moral support because apparently I have a Pay it Forward phobia. So weird.