I used to love buying avocados. Whenever I went to the grocery store in the States (before my China days), I would check the price and if they were around a dollar a piece, I would buy a handful and have a dinner that revolved around something guacamole based. Chips and guac, guac sandwiches, guac on crackers...anything would do.
In China, I haven't indulged in avocados quite so much. I've had a few good experiences, sure, but the bad generally outweigh the positive outcomes. I've spent over $10 on a few avocados before and had only one be edible. Pretty heartbreaking.
The other day, I took a chance. I went shopping and decided to check the avocado prices. I paid a little over $8 for three seemingly ripe pieces, but fretted a little on the way home that my senses were wrong and I'd be bitterly disappointed.
But I wasn't. They were perfect and my stomach is oh so happy.
My mind automatically goes from that place of bliss to fretting over next time. I have I used up my avocado luck? Will next time not turn out so well? Should I just give up all together?
I worry too much.
The past few weeks I've gotten into a podcast on personality and the enneagram, which of course has be analyzing myself and those closest to me. With every episode, I relate fully and thing that that might actually be the box that I belong in. Let's face it, though, one box isn't going to fit all of my crazy.
With all of the worry about avocados and personality, you'd think my brain couldn't take on another layer, but of course I find a way to fit in a bit more. I'll spare you the details (you're welcome, friend)...but my worries are something it's time to work through.
So, as I finish up my latte and not so wonderful sandwich at a coffee shop I don't enjoy but isn't crowded, I'm determined to buy another avocado and take the leap.
Vacations leave entirely too much time to wonder...
In China, I haven't indulged in avocados quite so much. I've had a few good experiences, sure, but the bad generally outweigh the positive outcomes. I've spent over $10 on a few avocados before and had only one be edible. Pretty heartbreaking.
The other day, I took a chance. I went shopping and decided to check the avocado prices. I paid a little over $8 for three seemingly ripe pieces, but fretted a little on the way home that my senses were wrong and I'd be bitterly disappointed.
But I wasn't. They were perfect and my stomach is oh so happy.
My mind automatically goes from that place of bliss to fretting over next time. I have I used up my avocado luck? Will next time not turn out so well? Should I just give up all together?
I worry too much.
The past few weeks I've gotten into a podcast on personality and the enneagram, which of course has be analyzing myself and those closest to me. With every episode, I relate fully and thing that that might actually be the box that I belong in. Let's face it, though, one box isn't going to fit all of my crazy.
With all of the worry about avocados and personality, you'd think my brain couldn't take on another layer, but of course I find a way to fit in a bit more. I'll spare you the details (you're welcome, friend)...but my worries are something it's time to work through.
So, as I finish up my latte and not so wonderful sandwich at a coffee shop I don't enjoy but isn't crowded, I'm determined to buy another avocado and take the leap.
Vacations leave entirely too much time to wonder...
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