So I finally did it. After about 12 years of listening to these three girls and relating my life experiences to the words of their songs, I finally did it.
I don't know what it was inside me that just decided that it was the day to do it, but I did it. I've been thinking of adding words to it that describe the last 12 years of my life, but when Kip was sketching it out, I guess I backed out of his idea, mainly because I wasn't sure if I wanted something covering the whole top of my foot.
Brad was shocked, dumbfounded to say the least. "Out of character" to be exact. I just went off and did it. I had that tight tension feeling in my chest the whole way there. Like I couldn't breathe, not panicky. I've never felt that before. I've had gut feelings that I knew something wasn't right, but this didn't feel the same.
It took Kip all of about 3 minutes literally. When he stopped to fill the needle with more ink, I asked him if that was just one, and he said actually that was two. Only 4 more to go. Thank god it was over as quick as it was because I really don't think I could handle everything else I wanted with it.
Brad says I should finish it. For him. I looked at him and said "I don't do things for other people." but maybe he's right, after all my idea is pretty meaningful to me, so maybe.
I'll have to think about it all week. We're heading to Chico again next week to celebrate Brads birthday and another friends and our Anniversary and a house-warming party. Plus it's payday.
So, maybe.
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