My Dad was extra.
My Mom was extra.
I am extra.
When I do something, anything, I do it 150%, EXTRA.
When my Dad decided to take up bike riding, he joined a club, he bought all the flashy gear. He got the shoes that actually attach to the bike, and he thought of himself as Lance Armstrong in training, he was extra.
When he decided he wanted to study Opera, he not only studied it, he then created a website for it, extra.
When my Mom took up Japanese flower arranging, our house was suddenly filled with new special vases, weekly classes and manuals, she was extra.
When she decided she liked looking inside other peoples houses, she went and got her real estate license, extra.
In high school when I became interested in the Titanic, I devoured every book on the subject. I nearly became an expert on the topic, extra.
Once I got one masters degree, I went and got another, extra.
When I decide to do something, I don't JUST decide, I IMMERSE myself.
I DROWN myself it in.
When I decided to my new hobby would be to invest in antiques after my Mom died, my house may as well been a revolving hostel for delivery people.
I learned the difference between Georgian and Jacobian, extra.
When I decide I want something, I GO for it.
Yesterday I didn't make 10 soaps, I made 100 soaps.
Like I said, I am extra.
I come from a long line of extras now that I think of it.
Go big or go home. You only have ONE life. And I live mine EXTRA.
When I wanted to learn about World War II, I watched every documentary I could get my remote on, extra. I
f I want new throw pillows, you bet I am going to get me 10 new throw pillows, extra.
I become engulfed.
To whatever cause I devote myself, I am loyal, extra.
I am in the trenches with it.
I am there 150%
I am in it, to win it.
I guess this is my good, bad and ugly.
When I commit to something, I am committed. 150%
I am extra.
So love it or leave it, but it is what makes me, me.
Extra isn't for everyone. But extra is for me.
EXTRA.
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