Ch-ch-ch-Changes...Love 'em or Leave 'em?

I'm convinced that change is like cilantro - you either savor it with gusto, or absolutely hate it. Which are you?

Change is my life blood. I know I need my fix of it when I start feeling unsettled and out-of-balance. That's when I begin to pay attention. Something new is sure to be on the horizon, and it'll be calling my name any minute. It enters my radar screen. Again. And then again. That's it!

The change could be a new place (to visit or to live), a job, or a pastime I'm suddenly compelled to explore. Initially, I feed my curiosity by checking it out closer. It it really something want to learn about? If so, then I get jazzed. A fresh new energy pulses through me and I get into it. Even the ups and downs of the new journey don't scare me. I'm alive and pursuing new goals - that's all that matters.

It's weird - I get this itch for big changes every five years or so. It's like there's this internal clock in me saying Been there, done that. Come on, girl, what's NEXT? Little changes are important to me, too, though. Boredom is my enemy. Mixing it up is always a good thing.

I realize, of course, that not everybody can stand this Goldilocks and the Three Bears Philosophy. Many ~ if not most people ~ don't even want think about trying out new things to see if they fit (especially if only for awhile). There's definitely comfort, security, and contentment in daily routine and continuity. Home, family, job - what more does anyone need? Theirs is more likely a 30+ year plan, not to be messed with. Not that that's a bad thing. I get it. Stability and happiness are certainly important to me too. Only, spiced up a bit - like with a dash of cilantro.

So, what does change mean to you? Does it make you crazy? Does it make you sane?