“If things seem under control, you are just not going fast enough.”
-Mario Andretti

Andy and I have been talking for a long time about buying a house “one day”. We kept talking about it, and dreaming about it, Pinterest-ing the heck out of it, until one fateful day it hit us right smack in the face that we were being….

Big. Fat. Say-ers.

Now, this idea of “Say-ers” is something that Andy and I discovered very early on in our relationship and are very passionate about. How there is great danger in being a Say-er. A Say-er has awesome ideas, are super pumped about them, gets other people pumped about them (preferably everyone within arms reach who will listen), and spends a great deal of time say-ing how fantastic life will be once the idea/project/thing is accomplished.

But when it comes down to the do-ing, the Say-er falls short. They would rather go out for drinks, play a video game, take a nap, or any other number of excuses that just always get in the way of their do-ing, but fully support their say-ing. Unfortunately, I think most of us excited humans fall into the category of the Say-ers. I know I was, before I met Andy. Say-ing is easy and fun (so much potential!), Do-ing is hard and often overwhelming (it’s going to take how long? cost how much money?).

Since then, we strive to continually inspire and motivate each other and take pride in being self-proclaimed Do-ers. A Do-er, quite simply, does. They start out by say-ing, and then once an idea is decided upon, they do. They walk the walk. They put their money where their mouth is. They aren’t just all bark, they’re the bite, too. However you want to view it. Sometimes, we are sprinting together in the sunshine holding hands. Sometimes, one of us is dragging the other’s dead weight. Sometimes, we are shuffling terrified with shaking breath towards the vague and distant light at the end of the tunnel. But no matter the circumstance, we are always moving forward.

We are Do-ing.

And the more we Do, the easier it gets. The first time you cliff dive into a lake, it’s so scary and you don’t think you can do it but dang it you’ve already climbed all the way up here and can’t bear the thought of backing away from the edge and back into the familiar. So you leap. And when you hit that water all you can think about is getting back up there and jumping again. For the rush, for the risk, for the thrill. It’s not so scary that second, third, fourth time. Because you know how the water feels, and how long it will take to fall, and how it’s not quite so high up as you were making it out to be in your head.

And that’s how big life decisions are too, when you break them down. When Andy and I quit our safe secure jobs at the animation studio where we met, we really had no clear idea where we would go or what we do, and that was scary. But in the end, we landed on our feet. We threw ourselves into the middle of the ocean and learned how to swim. It wasn’t without struggle or doubt or fear. But we Did it. And now, over one year later, we find ourselves once again happy, secure, safe, content. In serious danger of settling. There’s nothing wrong with being secure and settling. But if the faintest whisper of “what if?” is tugging at your heart, as it seems to alway be with Andy and I, you need to follow it.

“It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life and in change there is power.”
-Alan Cohen

And so we began Say-ing we need a change, and how it would be cool if we got out of our lease with our rent house and bought a fixer-upper house and renovated it. Having no idea where to start with that process, we contented ourselves with just Say-ing about it. For months.

Until this week, when our hearts sank and our eyes grew wide and our mouths dropped open and we called ourselves out for the dirty Say-ers we were. What the heck, Kandy? If you want to break your lease and buy a house, you better quit your Say-ing and just Do it. And if you don’t know how to Do it, you better start somewhere, anywhere, that you can think of.

So we called up our landlord and peaceably negotiated our way out of our contract and gave him our official 60-day notice.

“If you want to get something done, all you need is a plan, and not quite enough time.” -Andy Green

Well, we definitely don’t have quite enough time. Now all we need is a plan.

If you want to Do something, just freakin’ Do it.


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