Not having time and not making time are two different things.
Inactivity.
It’s not being active that makes it work, it’s the work that makes you active.
You may have to read that twice. Or three times.
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Twin sons from different mothers?
Tag: Excuses
Lies
To everyone who has ever dejectedly said to themselves, “Never in a million years”…
Totally get it.
It’s okay.
No really.
It is.
At some point, wouldn’t it be great to no longer believe it?
Boldness has genius.
Created a (writing) challenge that seemed impossible, and was a last ditch effort to silence the echo of, “Never in a million years”.
One hundred days was an insane goal.
Could a person be organized enough to make it happen?
No way it would ever work.
But what if i could just focus doing it one day at a time?
Just worry about today.
Today.
And tomorrow, do it again.
And then a miracle happened, one day at a time grew and grew.
It grew from unexpectedly reaching 100 days to…. 2,190… and counting…
Today is the final day of the sixth consecutive year of daily blogging.
Five differently themed blog posts.
365 x 6 years = 2,190
Just a thought, no, a wish really – for you…
Please consider rethinking how you want to destroy, “Not in a million years”.
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We can’t even imagine
(photo: Delta seat map for trip to Disneyland next week.)
We can’t even imagine what a lifetime of hard work to get and stay organized will bless us with.
But what if we could pause just long enough to get a glimpse?
Would we invest what it takes, in spite of the constant struggle?
In reality, we struggle either way.
Why not struggle with the choice that provides a great return on our investment?
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Used ‘ta could
Ever have the courage to admit it to yourself?
Addiction(s).
Alcohol? Yes.
Work? Not sure.
Caffeine? Maybe. Maybe not.
Inspiration? Yes. No intentions of walking away.
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Staying organized is it’s own reward
Why we should do something is almost always obvious.
Our ability to cloud our thinking with bullsh!t priorities and excuses overwhelms us to the point where we just don’t care enough anymore.
This feeds on itself and insidiously makes things worse.
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