In our household, we have a name for that thing you do
when you walk right up to the next step you know you need to take
but then you decide to ah, like
go to the bank on the way, even though
the bank is on the other side of town
and it’s rush hour
and you really only have just enough time
if you’re lucky to drive straight to the thing
you really need to do.
This is a true story, but my lips are sealed as to which member of this particular household was tempted to take this particular trip to the bank.
But you know what, if I were to say, that in this instance the person I’m referring to isn’t me, then I guess it means I’m talking about my dude (Yeah yeah, I know you’re not meant to say it like this, as in the my bit). I should also say that when my guy has a blog, then he’ll be able to tell stories about me, like how I’ve recently taken to suggesting when to change lanes when he’s driving, even though I barely know which side of the road to drive on here – and for the life of me can’t figure out how the entire population of New Zealand, four times over, can fit into this one little LA town.
Other examples of Trips to the Bank:
- Re-doing the kitchen (so who hasn’t done this one!)
- Writing a 200 page Ebook instead of sending out the book proposal you’ve been working on for 6 months. (I still stand by this one, but have been told to add it to the list)
- ‘Lisa Fonting’ your 200 page Ebook – ie making your own font, then going through adding different colors and such. (I know, I know)
- Cleaning out the closet – the one with the last 7 years tax records, and 25 years of writing journals.
- Waiting until you’ve built a new website, or got a better logo before you start promoting your business.
But seriously – we are all tempted to do this.
And really, how cool is it having someone help you keep
your trips to the bank to a minimum!
Thanks dude I call my own















