Not only am I planning on facing my fears, I am planning on tackling my to do list and pulling myself together. I have been under water for over four years at this point. It is time. It definitely feels like the time. Time to clean, time to straighten, time to organize. Time, time, time. It is what I battle, it is what I never have enough of, what gets away from me.
Today, in about 20 minutes, I am facing a real whopper. I am going to the dentist. I have not gone to the dentist (I am completely ashamed to admit) since 2003. I am blushing with shame as I write that, but it is the truth. I have a million excuses for why I haven't gone. Pregnant...twice. Too scared...all the time. Too cheap...all the time. Afraid of what he would tell me...all the time.
The finished product
On Saturday, I faced another one of my fears. Making fried chicken. I know, I know, not exactly something to be afraid of, but I was nonetheless.
A work in progress
When I was in 9th grade, I attempted to make some deep fried donut item. It exploded and the airborne donut shrapnel burned my neck and arm. Pretty scary and painful stuff. Also, my mother is so freaked out by hot oil that I practically have to sedate her to make anything that is fried. Perhaps I inherited a little of her fear.
Pioneer Woman had a recipe for Fried Chicken Tenders on her site and the idea of making them has been percolating around in my brain for a while now.
P.S. The trip to the dentist went extremely well. Turns out I just need a cleaning! See, I was afraid for nothing!
What have you been putting off? What are you afraid to face? Do you have something that you have been putting off because you are scared of what you might find out?