I’ve learned that in most areas of my life I hate the idea of a routine checkup. I hate going to the doctor. Period. I hate it worse when I am going and do not feel like I absolutely have to go. The idea of getting a checkup when I feel good… just to have the doctor tell me that I do, in fact, feel good seems murderously painful.
Unfortunately, I have the same feelings about taking a car for a ‘routine checkup.’ Why, when everything seems to be working so well, should I go and endure the saga of an auto shop? Then, inevitably, although everything was working fine, there ends up being some $800 problem that they found in the nick of time.
I’ve noticed that these themes permeate my entire life during many seasons. I easily get caught up in routine and habit and then notice that months (or maybe years) have passed without me stopping to evaluate those habits.