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Ahhhh the smell of an almost clean house, so refreshing to my nose on a spring day (night). :) It's been awhile since my house has been this clean- the sad part is that by my normal standards, it's really not that clean. But I actually mopped tonight, Go me!

I'm still debating the whole skydiving thing. I have this ridiculous idea that maybe if I "debate" long enough, I'll call to make an appointment and someone will have already taken it. Which may already be true. Oh please let it be true ;)

It's kind of one of those things where you just KNOW you want to do it, but don't want to do it, but will regret it if you don't do it. I know I will regret it if I take my dad up there and watch him (which I plan on doing), and don't do it myself. And if I don't go with him, or before him or whatever, I know I never will. Since having kids, gone are my days of wild hairs where I wake up and decide to do something ridiculous. :)

I don't know why I started thinking about it again- it has been lingering in the back of my mind since he suggested it, but tonight I started thinking about it again. I was trying to figure out what is the main part of it that leaves me uneasy, in hopes that I could sit here and have a silent conversation with myself that may sway my decision in one way or the other. But it was at that point that I realized that it's the ENTIRE process that freaks me. The going to bed the night before (or maybe the week before!), knowing what I would be doing at 8am the next day (who jumps out of a plane at 8am?! It's the only appt that they have left that day, dad's is at 9am). The getting up that day knowing what I'm doing, the nerve racking ride there, knowing what I'm doing, filling out that paperwork, knowing what I'm doing...do you get my point here??

So I decided to check out the website again, just because. Feel free to check it out yourself HERE. While browsing, I came along a link that said "watch tandem video". I watched this, thinking it may ease some of my fears, and I kid you not when I say that my entire body broke out into a sweat. My stomach had butterflies. My palms were sweating, even the bottoms of my FEET were sweating. I was a nervous, nauseated, disgusting mess, right here on my couch. Sounds promising, no? ;)

First off, I knew it would not be a jump out of a 747, but it's one of those shoddy planes that I've sworn never to get into, because well when a plane doesn't make it, and makes the nightly news instead, it's typically one of those kind. I guess the upside would be that if anything bad seems to be happening to the plane, you're already attached to a chute. HA. It is from that point I decided that I would possibly do this, but not without the assistance of a Valium. Then, the video progresses, and they are REALLY high up in the plane (this place advertises the highest jump in FL- 15,000 feet if I remember correctly)and the guy says "Ok, we're about halfway!"

Yikes.

Not only do I hate planes- yes, a plane ride in itself requires a Valium*, and that's when I plan on just sitting perfectly still, buckled in my seat, and commanding that all others around me do the same. Seriously, no one on a plane near me can get up and move around, it totally freaks me - but I also hate heights, and I am just not sure if I'm ready to come out of a puddle jumper plane attached to some strange man, 3 miles up in the air at 8am. Ugh. Decisions.

I think my last big hurdles are the obvious- what if there is an equipment problem? I plan on calling them to ask if someone else jumps out with us- this will do a decent job of squashing that fear that if we have a problem, hopefully that other person can swoop over and we can hang all over him for dear life. I do feel better that it's tandem, because then I know the guy is extra careful since he's attached to me. LoL ;) The other would be if I have some sort of medical issue- what if I freak so bad I pass out, or puke, or have an anxiety attack with limited air at 15,000 feet. I've only had one anxiety attack my entire life, but I can assure you that it's something you DON'T want happening 3 miles in the air! Maybe I need 2 Valium..

Did I mention what you look like doing this? Sky diving is so not flattering to the face- that girl in the video looks like one of those dogs with 10,000 wrinkles! ;)

Ugh. I don't know if I've ever wanted to do, and not do, something so bad in my life. Other than give birth. ;) I can only hope that this would't last nearly as long, and do a lot less damage to my body..


*(For the record, I don't take Valium, my grandpa does and so if anything traumatic is upcoming, my grandma swipes one for me and mails it to me LOL ;) )