Abby & Sarah

Our tale begins four years ago in a small computer lab on the campus of a relatively well-known university in Southeast Georgia. Abby and I began our Graduate Assistant positions there and became fast friends. The more we talked, the more we realized we had in common. It wasn't things like "Ooh, we both like the color blue!" that we had in common, it was obscure things like "Ooh, we both have grandmothers who carried pistols in their bras!" in common.

We've been fast friends these years, and make quite the dynamic duo (if we do say so ourselves). There's the aforementioned Abby, the intelligent bookworm. Her superpower is being a walking encyclopedia. She's a 2nd grade teacher and always enlightening me with her vast knowledge. Then there's me, Sarah. Abby described me as the "flamboyant thrill-seeker." I'm a mental health counselor, who, admittedly, is a bit of a dreamer. I like to think I bring some spontaneity to the table and keep Abby on her toes. My superpower is being a walking iPod. I can't remember information that is actually useful, but I can remember song lyrics, artists, etc.

So, what's the basis of this blog? It isn't to brag about how awesome we are (although we are pretty awesome), trust me. One major thing Abby and I have in common is that we're both harboring some serious neuroses! Hence the title of this blog. We have the basis of our neuroses boiled down to anxiety. It's such a small word, but a crippling emotion, and something Abby and I have been dealing with for most of our lives. She's the one who wants to do big things with her life, but is too scared that someone will actually notice her that she does nothing. I'm the one who is seeking excitement and adventure, but have become too comfortable in my own little box to go out there and actually live it.

We came to the realization that this coming new decade is going to be the decade we're in our prime. We're both single, unattached, intelligent girls with nothing but possibility ahead of us. This decade is the one that, hopefully, we'll find the loves of our life, get married, have babies....get divorced, remarried, divorced, remarried...you know, live the American dream. We can either grab this decade by the balls, face our fears, and finally live our dream life, or we can keep going down the path we're on now and become old spinster, cat ladies.

This blog is going to chronical our attempts at facing our fears. For the record, we have tried to branch out in the past, and those attempts have not always fared well (i.e. being covered in ticks, receiving 3rd degree sunburn, getting lost in the marsh, accidental brush with law enforcement, etc.), so I promise you'll be entertained along the way. But, despite these mishaps and blunders, we are going to try, yet again, to make life an adventure and carpe.....what's "this decade's balls" in Latin?

Stay tuned!