Shoulda, woulda, coulda
We moved off the barge this morning. Bitter sweet!
There was so much that was wonderful about this trip. These strangers who became friends on a week long adventure...so many laughs😃!
People who choose these kinds of holidays are a rare breed. Energized, optimistic, clever and joyous.
After 320 KM on a bicycle seat and many evenings drinking with Humphrey...even the most positive folks start to "should" all over themselves!
All the "shoulda-woulda-couldas" started flowing like the wine at the Captains Dinner!
"I should a got in better shape"
"I should a ridden all 6 days"
"I should a learned the language"
"I should a hit the ATM"
"I should a done more laundry" (yes, I agree holding my nose)
And the "shoulda-woulda-couldas" were breakfast condiments stirred by the invitation to fill out the review for the Boat and Bike company.
I listened over coffee and confirmed...I don't like the word "should".
Judgement! Judgement! Judgement!
If I should myself I would be paralyzed in Judgement.
I think my life has been motivated by "the little engine that could". No matter what the drawbacks life puts in my way...
"I think I can, I think I can..."
I have a host of shoulda s...
But who cares!
I thought I could ride 200 miles threw Holland even out of shape and over weight... So I did!
I thought I could pay for the trip before we left America even tho the business was quiet and taxes were due...so I did!
Oh all the things we wouldn't do because we are too busy should-ing ourselves from the things we can do!
I think I can, I think I can...