I’m A Raging Success
I’ve been feeling a bit unmotivated lately.
Sometimes, I lose the pep in my step. More often than that, I get anxious about whatever so-called plateau I’ve created for myself.
It feels like I am in all three right now. I’ve been working on waking up my internal cheerleader, but she’s become a lazy bitch. So I’m resorting to bragging on my blog.
Now, what does this do for you?
I mean, that is the reason I do this whole blogging thing. (So my obsession with making this world a better place can help others learn from my life and avoid these debacles - in case you weren’t sure.)
It helps to look at your life for all the greatness you have in it. For what you’ve created in it.
I’m in a lazy mood, (remember?) so I’m going with a list for this one.
1. People know not what they do. My father was an abusive drunk and I was a loud kid. You get the picture. I’ve forgiven him. All is well now. I decided not to drink that self-inflicted poison.
2. I have a few great friends. I’ve managed to keep the good ones and weed out the toxic ones. Yaay!
3. Saying no to cake. I have a sweet tooth. It’s under control. I could be better, but considering my friend once hurled a Snickers bar across the store because I couldn’t resist, I’d say there’s been significant improvement.
4. No consumer debt. Besides the 10k in student loans, I’m totally financially free. In less than two years I’ve paid off 4k in credit cards and almost 8k in a car loan. And I probably make less than you.
5. Spilled milk isn’t worth crying over. “Get over it Nicole, it’s not that bad. Seriously, just get over it.” I did and will continue too. Once you get the habit of it, it’s no big deal.
6. Mommie Dearest. My mother drives me crazy. She’s amazing though. I’ve learned to deal, breathe or leave the room. It’s okay, karma will just give me a kid just like me.
7. Scary stuff. Fear is just your body’s way of letting you know you really want something, but it doesn’t believe you can do it. I make sure to let my body know who’s boss.
8. Small town girl. I am proud I escaped the sandbox that is my hometown. I could’ve stuck my head it in and continued to suffocate. Instead I took the best lessons it could teach and followed my heart.
Amen baby.
No go, write your own list. You’re a raging success too. Success isn’t a future event, it’s happening to you right now.
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I’m interested in this so-called plateau you’ve created for yourself.
Why do we build sandcastles near the shore?
To watch the water take it down.
Try building a tower of blocks near a child, what is the only thing they want to do?
Knock it down.
It’s all in the building isn’t it. These plateau’s are your success. It’s in the creation of the possibilities.
Good work friend.
xx
May 23rd, 2008 at 5:54 amang
Perhaps my plateau is mentally inflicted rather than physical…?
Either way, you’re really right - it is an opportunity. I need to start looking at it as so.
May 23rd, 2008 at 11:15 amI can relate to alot of your list of successes:
1. My dad is not a drunk, but he’s certainly was a disciplinary when I was a kid. As a kid, I considered anyone who gave me a spanking as abusive! I was a quite kid, now I’m a loud big kid.
May 25th, 2008 at 2:27 am2.I have very few great friends too.
3.I say no to french fries. I have an addiction to salty, fried foods. Since I starting say no, I lost 35 pounds.
4.Other than my mortgage, I have no consumer debt either. Although it took me a while to get to this point, it feels really good.
5.Spilled milk it good for me occasionally. I learn very quickly how not to spill it the second time.
6.My Mom drives me beyond crazy. I work with the woman!
7.I feel that I have good control over any fears, except for the sight of blood. My body shuts down and I pass out. I don’t know how to control this.
8.Todd should answer this one. He came from a small town.
I still work on the spilled milk part. It’s probably one of my most difficult challenges.
I blame it on PMS.
May 25th, 2008 at 11:53 am