Gone to the Races

Sorry.

In the spirit of turning over new leaves I am gonna try this thing again.

I have always played it safe. I follow rules, I mind my manners and worst of all, I can only remember taking one risk in my whole 23 years. A change is on the horizon ladies and gentlemen. I wish I could unveil something awesome right now but I haven’t figured out what its going to be yet.
Hence the problem. I don’t know much. I don’t know where I see myself in 5 years (or tomorrow for that matter), I didn’t grow up chasing a dream, I don’t even know what I like. I always say if I knew what I was chasing it would sure make it easier to run. Instead, I have been keeping the pace of an evening stroll…while steady, very very BORING. I reached the conclusion that if I died tomorrow I would be pissed off. Just plain ol pissed off. What did I do? Who did I affect? Did I use my time wisely? Nothing, No one and No ma’am you did not. The good news is that I have *hopefully* recognized this in good time. I feel like I still have some good years in me.
I just want to feel validated. I don’t mean this post to be whiney; I know the majority of people my age are in the middle of some severe growing pains and just trying to figure the grown up thing out but dangit I am better than this.
True, my priority for the last year was living in Austin. I was prepared to do whatever it took to make that happen…and I did it. I am here. Now lets take that next step- lets bring it to a jog, Cody.
Should I go to Africa and hug on those babies? Do I need to go get on a sideline and talk sports? Is a small business the most ignorant thing I have ever thought of?
The thing is- all of those things have always felt bigger than me. Those are all so coooool and cool I am not. But why? Why don’t I deserve cool? I don’t understand why I would take myself out of the race. That is the first obstacle on the course.

Blah Blah Blah.

What am I doing about it?

Lacing up the sneakers.

1. **Spoiler Alert** You want to buy my stuff? Slowly but surely I am going to start attempting to showcase some hand painted furniture. I am by no means an artist but I do have an eye for color and a little creativity to go with it so we will see what happens. One of the things on my bucket list is to have just one person I do not know buy something I have made. If it flops that’s fine…no real overhead and turns out I will probably think it’s a pretty darn cute piece.
2. Get Active. Application is in for Big Brother Big Sister, happy hours are on the books, gym membership is up to date. Its happening. You have to put yourself out there. Pooh says you can just wait in your corner of the forest for someone to come to you- sometimes you have to go to them. Consider it done, Pooh. Yes…this is going to be harder without my partner in crime (Chase) but its still easily done. God gave me two good legs, a car, and a somewhat dull sense of direction so there are no excuses not to put those things to use.
3. Vacation of purpose. I’d love to go to Africa….financially that’s not very feasible but I bet there are people who need me right here in the states…probably even Texas…probably even Austin. I just wanna go. I want to go take care of people…I feel like helping the helpless helps me help me too. Try saying that six times fast. Ha. But seriously, its got to be a very raw experience. I try very hard to be “in the moment” and not take things for granted but Im sure I could do better.

That’s all I know right now.
Gods speed.