gettin my act together. finally.

I have felt the immense pressure to be “something” by a young age, for as long as I can remember. I’m not sure where the pressure came from, perhaps it’s just the first born syndrome. Needless to say the older I get, the more pressure I feel. Maybe I have wisdom beyond my years to make sure I start my life, career, journey on the right foot. (it’s what I tell myself, anyway)

ImageIn this pressure cooker I have placed myself, I’ve also become hyper-sensitive to opportunities that may lead to somewhat of a: money maker or b: career launcher. These opportunities are not always on point with how I see my life and interests colliding but I’ve desensitize myself in order to reach the goal of success. Like that of an overly-excited dog playing fetch and the cruel kid who pretends to throw the ball just to watch the dog run around looking for the ball, who then laughs when the dog realizes the ball was never tossed. I’ve ran after a few blind opportunities prematurely and once I’ve mentally committed to the venture I realize the missing factor is my heart and soul, my interests, living life, enjoying the ride and laughing along the way. 

In an attempt to stop the overly-excited opportunity seeking ways of my past, I’ve been in search of a passion. The thing “that keeps me going when I don’t think I can keep going myself” and that will also keep me focused, helping guide me to choose opportunities that are the best fit.  … *scratches head*…. well this idea was easier said than done. For the last 6 months I’ve been trying to understand what my passion is. The only thing that keeps me going is the idea of success. Could my passion be simply, to be successful? How shallow is that? But this thinking has got me going in the right direction:

First off, I have put a lot of thinking into money lately. Making sure my financials are in order and a good solid base to grow my future on. I feel this is essential to being successful. 

Secondly, that of  finishing my degree, possibly getting a masters and any other reputable certificates are the next tier on the road to success.

I figure, once I have these two key factors secure, the world will be mine! Having a solid financial state combined with a wicked education, moving anywhere for a promotion will feel like taking candy from a baby and be just as easy. 

So with that stated… I’ve got my focus and it feels sooooo good to finally have a game plan that sounds successful! 

the transition.

I keep looking. Looking for something to remind me of what I’m looking for. Like I’m lost and have forgot where I’m going.

I walk around the house aimlessly. click on the open tabs in my browser, from one-tab-to-the-next, not really finding what I’m looking for. I’ve been racking my brain for clues too, making lists of things to do, places to go, things to buy, rooms to clean etc etc etc…. and then I remember to let go, take a deep breath and release. relax. let go. it will come to me.

life will come to me.

I’ve been in control for so long.

letting go is hard to do.

it’s scary.

and I must remind myself to stop grasping for control of life. I’ve had a death grip on life…. and that’s no way to live.

through the events of the last four months, I’ve learned I cannot control my life. so. when you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.

but it’s certainly a transition; letting go.

Next Wednesday’s Plans

Valentines Day is just around the corner– and this eternally single girl, isn’t predictably pissed about it either.

IN FACT, I’m kinda looking forward to it! It started a few years ago, in an attempt to distract myself from studying for the Life Insurance exam, I baked and decorated Vday cupcakes.

I have since made it a tradition. I seem to have found a way for my single-woman-anger to safely escape. Plus I get to eat the delicious and adorable things once I’m done!

Even if I don’t “love” my co-workers I can still share my creation (and in a very passive-aggressive/disguised manner dispense the “anger-cakes”).

I have also decided that I will once and for all watch the entire french sub-titled movie, appropriately named, Paris. It’s been sitting on top of my TV for about six months now…

Maybe take a long shower, paint my nails pink and make a recipe or two found from my latest addiction, Pinterest.com.

A night in, appreciating ME. :)

oh, I found this and couldn’t stop laughing…. so enjoy!