I knew that the time was coming and I could not believe it was here. There it was in front me, all I needed was to put the ink to the paper. Of course, this would mean a change. I know I have talked and written about change, the benefits of change and peoples’ aversion to change. How would I now react when in the same position? All of a sudden, the conversation started up in my head, not quite like Pinto in Animal House, but enough to give pause to what I was going to do.
“Do it!  Do it!”
“I do not know if I
can, I am so comfortable and it is easier to keep things the same.”
“Wait, aren’t you the one that writes about the benefits of
change?  And deals with change at work?”
“Yes, I am guilty on
both counts there.”
“So, Mr. Hypocrite, what’s the big deal about making a
change?”
“Change, even for
someone that promotes change, does not always come easy.”
“Ah, you’re full of hot air, like them politicians.”
“…”
So here I am, on the ready.  I remember my Dad saying I tended towards not
liking to make changes when I was younger. 
Am I, when it comes to me?  I
mean, it has been years without a change. 
Take a deep breath, Wayne.  
Does this make sense?  “Yes.”  
Have the conditions in my life
changed over the past few years?  “Yes.”
Do I really feel good about
this?  “Yes.”  
OK, I am going for it.  I sign my name and after about 12 years, I
was going to make the change.  I felt giddy,
like a little kid.  I know that I made
the right decision.  After leasing four
Camry’s, I am switching to a Prius! 
Change, after all, is good!


 
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