As much as I need a "me" moment every now and then, I also thrive on being busy. I have no fear of looking back one day and wondering "what if?" If I want to try something, I try it - sometimes to the point of pushing myself out of my comfort zone.
I'm not entirely sure where this post came from, but it arose somewhere in the midst of making a dirt cake that I volunteered to do. Halfway through this project, I started thinking "I've never made this before - why did I volunteer to bring it? Why didn't I go with something I know how to make?" I was fully preparing for a mini-disaster.
Instead, I got this: