Gut feelings, intuition, I have learned the hard way to ALWAYS listen to that little voice inside of me & NOT ignore or brush it aside. I have had 2 serious times when I ignored it I have regretted it the rest of my life.

First time was before my wedding. I had known the guy I was getting married to since the previous September (beginning of fall semester). We seemed to get along well though I wasnt impressed with his attitude toward school work & asked why he was getting bad grades in easy classes when he told me he didnt waste histime in classes where he felt he was smarter than the professor. After he graduated with a really bad GPA though he bragged the whole time I knew him about what a high IQ he had, he went on an interview with the computer department of the bank he was working for through college. He didnt bother with any other on-campus interviews because he was sure the bsnk OWED him a position because of the goid work he did on the job. They sent him a rejection letter & he was mad because he claimed his GPA didnt prove anything about his ability. My gut feeling told me that it had nothing to do with abiluty but with attitude & at that point I realized that attitude wasnt something I wanted to live with all my life. Told my mom I didnt want to go through with the wedding & she came back with reasons to go through with the wedding like he was such a NICE guy & that he eould grow up & become responsible when he really had to & (lol) the wedding invitstions had alreafy gone out. I reasoned away my gut feel rationaluzing thst he couldnt be like my dad because my dad didnt have an education & the lack of education verses hsving a college degree would make the difference. WRONG!!!! Should have listened to myself because that attitude was what constsntly caused fights in our marriage besides many other behavioral & inability to communicate or connect issues that came up. IF ONLY I HAD LISTENED TO MY GUT!!!!

Second huge one came years later after I finally left him. I was throwing things into my truck & needed to make the 2100 mile drive back to Calif from my new farm for a md appointment as I hadnt founda new pain specislist yet. It was after Thanksgiving & was going to be back for Christmas. I was supposed to practice my flute & play at the church christmas service. My flute wasnt just any flute...it was my sterling silver professional one I had from my college music major days. I had put it in the bottom of my catch all bag & it couldnt be seen under everything. This gut feel voice said take it out of the bag & hide it under rear seat in my quad cab truck. I logiced myself out of doing thst. I was in a hurry to leave....already 2 days later leaving than I wanted...it was at the bottom ofthe bag on the floor & the windows were tinted. No one could see it & I always lock my truck anyway....no way was taking the time to do that going to matter anyway....so I finished loading for thebtrip & left. Nights later got into Albuquerque late after midnight after running out of gas before getting there. Checked into the first motel I came to. Next morning I found my truck window broken & that bag with my flute in it & mostly just receipts of all the work I had been doing on my farm was the ONLY thing stolen out of my truck....learned in short time my ID was stolen off the Dr/cr card I checked in with & credit information found in the bag was attempted to be used. Again...IF ONLY I HAD LISTENED to that gut feel.

My gut feels dont hit that often but you can be sure... NOW I pay attention.