Friday, July 26, 2013

Worry Confession

Last night I realized that The Husband was right about Mother Worries.

I had talked to three piano teachers that day and was lying in bed discussing (mostly with myself) which piano teacher we should choose.

"Does high cost mean high quality?  Is the expensive one going to expect too much at recital time from my shy child?  Is the less expensive one going to require enough from my child?  If not, I might as well teach him myself.  Then again, I will probably be surprised at how effective the less expensive teacher will be, especially since he has plenty of parental support at home.  Really we can't afford the more expensive lessons, especially at first.  But then if we want to change instructors someday, how am I going to break it to the teacher after we have been to her house every week for a year or two?  I will just have to tell her...blah, blah, blah, etc., etc.

The subject was worn out, but I kept discussing it until The Husband started laughing.

"You haven't even started piano lessons yet, and you are worried about how you are going to quit them!"

He was right.  My excessive thinking ahead (worrying) is the emotional equivalent to voluntarily stepping onto a mountain train with no brakes.

Worrying is not only sinful; it is stupid.

2 comments:

rex heffington said...

I've done that too and wasted a lot of time

JR said...

Good thing for Matt's style of wisdom.