The Rightness Curse.

An issue has been troubling me for a few months now and I’ve been dithering. First I chose this way, and then I chose that way, and then I recanted… and so on. Today the fog cleared; I made the decision and put it into effect. It will result in life becoming more difficult and more expensive, and the only reason I made it was because it seemed the right thing to do.

I’ve done this before, you know – made decisions purely on the basis of rightness instead of the pursuit of personal convenience or other benefit. It’s a curse I seem to have been born with, and some of the things I gave up I still miss all these years later. But that’s how it is.

Allow me to get through the weekend and perform my self-imposed duty on Monday, and then perhaps I’ll start talking again. (And if, on the other hand, I give up the ghost on Tuesday, at least one person will be able to say: ‘Thank God he got that done before he popped off. If he hadn’t, I’d be in a right mess.’ And maybe I’ll go to heaven in a good mood.)