What Will Everyone Think
The Bees & The Wasps
“Counting backwards in groups of three from 300 can help you to fall asleep” my husband, Brad, recently blurted as he was scrolling through Instagram. “You should try that Babe!”
For many years, I have been sleepless. I can fall asleep just fine but staying asleep is another story. Brad and I are both morning people, which means you can often find us asleep before the ten o’clock news. Yet, something happens around midnight on most nights-I wake up.
A Happy or Fulfilled New Year?
I always say there are two types of women in this world: the bees and the wasps.
The bees are out and about — pollinating flowers, working together and making the world a more beautiful place. They are abundant and uplifting. The bees are happy, bright and bold.
On the other hand, the wasps are lurking around, waiting to sting. You know these types of women — the gossipers that sling mud and carelessly throw around hurtful words. They attack at the most unexpected times and they seem to know more about what’s best for you than you do. They can leave a sting that can hurt for days.
Nostalgia & Romancing The Past
It’s that time of year ... when everyone resolves to make their lives better, get healthy, create change and live boldly. Unfortunately, most New Year’s resolutions go unresolved. People throw in the towel long before any real change is made.
Why is it you just can’t stick with your resolution? It obviously was something important to you. Let’s face it, out of ALL the things you could have chosen ... you chose THIS one (or more than one) resolution. This desired resolution has been heavy on your mind. You want positive change in your life. You want more. You deserve better. So why is it you just can’t seem to stick with it?
Fall down. Get up. Fall down. Get up. Fall down. Get up....
It was 8:30 a.m. on a typical Wednesday. I’d been up for 3 hours, did a load of laundry, showered and got ready for my day, did 50 squats and a 10-minute meditation, sent my husband off to work, made the bed, woke up my boys, brushed their hair, fed them and picked out coordinated clothes for them, helped my son with some last-minute homework, unloaded the dishwasher, made a few social media posts and transported the boys to school. I managed to arrive early to my 8:30 breakfast with a former colleague-turned-lifelong-friend. This is my definition of early morning productivity and success.
I always enjoy meeting this former colleague for breakfast. I love hearing about her current success, her business and her updates on her husband and kids. It’s interesting — no matter how many great things we have going on in our current lives, we always reminisce about our time working together when we were in our 20s.
We recently took our boys ice skating for the first time ... and this was pretty much how the entire evening went. They fell down ... and then they got back up. It wasn’t a super-cold night, so with each fall, their pants and gloves got wetter and wetter. The cold air, wet clothes and lack of skill didn’t faze them. With every fall, they rose again. They laughed and smiled with each wipe-out and pulled themselves up with fierce determination to make it around the rink.
By the end of the night, their cheeks were cold, their butts were sore and their pants were drenched, but their resolve to skate was on fire. While we sipped our hot chocolate later that night, they gushed about how much fun they had at the rink.