What if…. what if….
‘Shall we try this place for lunch?’ my OH suggested.
I have to say I wasn’t keen. It looked dark, dim and dusty from where I was standing.
‘I don’t like the look of it’, I moaned. ‘Looks a bit dubious to me.’
We were about to walk on by when it came to me.
What if… it was OK, what if… we enjoyed ourselves, what if…
So in we went.
And what a surprise!
Swathes of hops and corn draped across the beams; round, immaculately polished oak tables, candle lit, nearly all reserved;(always a good sign), empty champagne bottles on the window sill; (definitely a good sign) and then… two gorgeous French barmen/waiters, (the best sign of all) and we hadn’t tasted the food yet!
Think about that priority goal of yours.
When you’re trying to decide whether to take a risk and ‘go for it’, just think about those two gorgeous French men…
Still want to stay in your Comfort Zone?
What if…. What if….