@CoasterAuditor -
Short story. So years ago when my dad would spend winters in Tampa with his brother, my uncle drove by a Vespa dealership daily. And there was a mint green Vespa that he loved sitting there. Was $12k. A week later marked to $11k. Kept telling my dad how much he loved the scooter. Just wanted to get it. 10 days later $9500. My uncle keeps talking about wanting the scooter, 1.5 mile commute to his school, it would be perfect.
My dad just finally said “buy the fucking scooter”. That day my uncle asked my dad to walk over to get his car because he bought the fucking scooter.
So, heeding my dad’s advice.
Book the fucking hotel.
Get the fucking flight.
And buy the fucking ticket.