Frappuccino Greatness

Via http://geejewbee.tumblr.com/

I came across this on Tumblr and it made it really made me realise something. We live in a world where to get somewhere, you have to take chances and you have to be ready to fall flat on your face. There is a worry with getting comfortable, because once you settle for something you stop trying and aiming for the great. 

Comfortable is good, but it's not the best. 

This can be true from the smallest to the biggest of things. Today I was making a stop at Starbucks and I realised that it was 6.57pm and Starbucks shut at 7pm. I had a few minutes. I had blood pumping through my brain and the desire for my Venti Chocolate Frappuccino with cream on top was only getting stronger but I was a good 10-15 minutes away. Now, I was ready to settle for Costa. Sure they're Mango Passion Fruit Frescato was just as refreshing and probably healthier and they shut at 8pm but my sugar needing body just wasn't having it. I wasn't settling for good, I wanted great- and the chocolate kind of great.

Feeling like I was in an action film and running for my life, I ran. Everyone around me seemed to be scurrying out my path as the look of determination warned them that they needed to get the hell out of my way or they'd be stamped down. Well, that’s what I’ve told myself but looking back I realised that it’s probably because I have a very unfortunate run that probably just confused people – I’m talking about arms flying all over the place a la Phoebe from Friends style.

I made it to Starbucks with various twigs and insect in my bush of hair and make-up now resembling that of a clowns but I was the last order. Hell yeaaaaaaah. Ok so I looked ridiculous and they all seemed to think that I had just been attacked. However, when I got my hands on that Chocolate Frappuccino- nothing else in the world mattered. 

Ok, so that is a small and quite pathetic example of reaching for the great but hey, when a girl needs her sweet chocolaty iced goodness- she gonna get it! 

This episode may have left me with a slight twisted ankle but I've realised that I need to always strive for what's great. Even if it means at the end my appearance causes a toddler to cry and ask they’re mum what “it” is, it’s all worth it in the end. Falling in a state of limbo just because it's comforting doesn't make you happy; it just makes you feel temporarily satisfied but in the end you’ll realise that you need something more...

New motto: Don't be afraid to give up the good for the great.

Cheers!