Ah, those first few weeks when the excitement of doing something new, being with someone you think you really like, adopting a pet.... It's intoxicating.
Until, it's no longer new
, the person you think you really like turns out to be just horrible
, and the cat pukes in your shoe.
Then what? Well, you could quit, stop being friends, and return the cat.
And stay fat for the rest of my life
I'm in the first few weeks of making huge life-changing decisions. And so far, I've had that "stick-to-it" drive that I need. But what I really, REALLY want is what my Mother provided when I was taking piano lessons. My piano was in our basement. So she'd send me downstairs to practice and set an egg timer at the top of the steps. If she heard me practicing as I should, the 30 minutes would peacefully go by. If I goofed off, she'd take the egg timer and increase it by 5 minutes, yelling down to say time had increased. And she would continue increasing it each and every time I goofed off. Sometimes those 30 minute practice sessions turned into an hour, sometimes an hour and a half! But, she was determined that I was going to practice. Then, I didn't think it funny or nice. Now, I use it as an example when I'm teaching to tell my students that I didn't like to practice either but if they want to learn, they have to practice. And, by the way, I absolutely love to play the piano
So, I'm wondering what my egg timer can be for making my life-changing journey? Someone nagging at me won't be helpful. Hearing "you shouldn't have that" definitely won't help. Having my Mother's support (and my Daddy's too), and my best friend's support, and all my SparkFriends
support is great. But I live alone. Am I strong enough to increase my egg timer? Will this become tiresome and so I'll quit?
I've had cats puke in my shoes....and they're still here
although some shoes are not.
I've had "loves" be not so loving. They are gone.
But I want my life changing journey to be new and exciting each and every day. Okay, maybe that's unrealistic. But I don't want the excitement to end. I want to one day look back and be able to say to myself, "Why, oh why, did it take you so long to figure out that THIS is the way you should have been living? See how much you could have accomplished if only you'd made these changes sooner!"
That may sound like negative speech but for me, right NOW, it's encouraging speech. It's empowering to see where I can take myself. So, with baby steps, I begin. And, somehow I'll hopefully find that egg timer to keep me going