How Often Do You Leave Your Comfort Zone?
I leave my comfort zone every morning when I take the cat litter out. It is by far the most revolting thing I have ever done. We have an evil cat who likes to flip the litter over just for the fun of it, a fat three-legged cat who hasn’t quite mastered his aim, and two kittens that prefer using the litter box as a play pin. I also have a dog who thinks the kitty litter is an all-you-can-eat buffet. Yes, the litter box has become quite the party location. My parents are clean freaks and want this done three times a day, and I happen to need extra money to support my Starbucks addiction. Thus, I agreed to be the designated cat shit box attendee. I am sure that changing the kitty litter would fall outside nearly everyone’s comfort zone. You would think I’d get used to it by now, right? Not at all. Never gets less disgusting. Beyond picking up feces, my comfort zone is rather expansive. In junior high, I used to come home complaining to my mom daily about how boring school wa...