I have this weird decision weighing on me. It's weird, because I've rebuffed it so many times. Yet it keeps circling and buzzing in my ear. It defies logic and a simple pro-con list. It's eating up any extra brain power (which isn't much) I have. It's the kind of decision that if I wait a little longer, will probably cease to be an option. It's one of those things that might make me happier and more fulfilled, but I also have nightmares about it.
That's all I can say.
Wait! I can also say that the decision does not in any way involve human babies. I'm not pregnant, nor do I want to be. That's one decision with which I'm very much at peace. My maternal instincts only kick in for puppies and kittens.