As it was so carefully pointed out to me this weekend, I tend to over-think things sometimes
…on occasion
…when there’s a good reason
…on pretty much any day that ends with the letter ‘y’.
The great thing about friends that know you exceedingly well is that they’re there to call you out when you talk out your ass. I was having dinner with DD on Friday night and I tried to make a case to her against the apparently popular notion that I over-analyze the personal relationships and situations in my life. I spent at least five-to-ten minutes explaining that I don’t always approach things analytically, and that not every corner of my personal life undergoes detailed analysis with mini-flow charts and SWOT analyses.