Choices

So I'm happily living from day to day, minding my own business and settled into a comfortable daily routine while agonizing over the meaning of life and questioning society, la dee da. Then suddenly, I am presented with an option, a life changing option and everything gets all confusing. Being, quite possibly, the worst decision maker on the planet, I can't say that options are a good thing for me.

Years ago I submitted a resume to a recruiting company that specializes in overseas jobs. Recently they contacted me about an opportunity in Bermuda. After finally resigning to settling in Calgary and showing my commitment by hanging things on the walls of my condo, this opportunity was unwelcomed. It got me questioning the things that troubled me in the past, resurrecting thoughts about staying in Calgary and if should be more career focused.

Instead of my usual approach of delaying things and letting indecision play itself out, I made a pros and cons list.

Pros
1. Escaping winter's misery and a city I don't really care for
2. Basking in the Bermudan sun, wearing flip flops 24/7, and playing tennis outdoors all year around

Cons
1. Hassles of moving and disrupting Rogue's environment
2. Leaving friends and family, especially my two gorgeous nephews.

Hmmmm, two for two. Then I received this picture of my nephews and my decision was made.

I realize that I don't often mention the 2 most important people I know, my nephews, Zaman and Jibraan. Simply put, with them anything about everything makes sense, and my insignificant worries don't matter anymore. I won't get that in Bermuda or anywhere else.