Do the hard things

Yesterday was the first true test of my new life. I was home, in my apartment, alone…alone with my own thoughts. That can be a scary place. 

I couldn’t get out of bed, for starters. I was, and frankly am, completely exhausted. From travel. From emotions. From making big decisions. From not-so-promising news. From life. 

I was hungry…and had no food in the house, so I had to venture out for food. Despite my hunger level, I made good food purchases. I had plans with friends, so I followed through. 

In the empty space, I freaked out! “What the hell did you do?!” “Who just quits her job with no solid plan?!” “What if (insert any bad thought you can here)?!?!” I was so mean to myself. If I heard you say those things to yourself, I would’ve given you a stern lecture. You know what? That freak out was a good thing. I mean…I’d have to be a robot to quit a job and NOT be a little scared. 

Today, however, I had a to-do list. I checked things off my list. I have some really exciting things brewing that I’ll share later, I promise. 

Today, I re-learned that you only move forward by taking steps forward. Progress is not made in stasis. Do the workout. Start the business. Have the conversation. Encourage other people. 

I know that someone reading this blog has a major life decision to make. It’s scary as shit. Do. It. Life is too short to be unhappy. This is NOT a dress rehearsal. DO THE SCARY THING. If I can do it, then SO CAN YOU!!!!