Okay Princess. It's time. You cannot continue this way, spinning your wheels, grinding your gears, stuck in a cranky, mucky rut of exhaustion and boredom. This is An Intervention. You know what makes you feel better, you know what you enjoy, so why are you insisting on scrubbing the floors with a toothbrush and your waterpik before you do the fun stuff? You know that if you wait to get everything spic and span, lined up in rows like little soldiers, indexed and cross-referenced, that you will die clinging desperately to your special brand of crazy, right? You know if you wait to exercise and stretch until you feel like it, you will be dead and buried, a late princess, before that happens, right? I am not kidding, can't you hear the clanging warning bells of the muscle spasms in your quads and the feeling of walking like a slightly crooked man living in a slightly crooked house? You're 34, for god's sake.
You've read all the books, you know all the theories and tactics, you know all about the birth and care and feeding of habits. So draw up a battle plan, start a little war, and RECLAIM YOUR BLISS ALREADY, DAMMIT!
Love, Your Wiser Self
“Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen Hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regrets. Appreciate your friends. Continue to learn. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.” ~Mary Anne Radmacher
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