February 25, 2010
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Don’t Stop, Get It Get It
(I cannot find the lyrics to the above titled song. Bummer. It’s the perfect booty-shaker.)
Anyway!…
After sending me a receipt from a work errand, I responded to a young guy I manage over text message this morning: Sweet! Thanks!!!
He then responded with: GEEZ, I have never seen someone get so excited over a bill.
I said: Life is short, play hard.
I own my geek-ness.
They make fun of me being all “Pom poms, Go Team! and Spirit Fingers.” I love this and take full advantage when sending out work orders, etc. adding things about unicorns and rainbows. (I have to make sure they re paying attention!)
This made me think. Being happy, positive and excited about your days is a choice. If you want to be pissy, have a bad attitude and hate your life- you will. If you want the opposite- it’s a choice. You can have whatever you want.
My life is certainly not all butterflies and rainbows, nor will it ever be. I have however taken life by the balls (I will hide my class for just a moment there- sometimes it has to be done.) and I am “killing” it. I’m no different as a soul that I was a month, year, or 5 years ago- I’ve just realized I have the authority to make a choice on a daily basis to get up early, stay up late and keep jumping up when life kicks my ass. It’s hard to do this when you feel like garbage and oh have I been there. I could share a laundry list of screw ups, heartbreaks and hurdles that could move a mountain. We all could. Life is a cycle of ups and downs and learning how best to deal with cards we’re dealt and mistake we make. I have made a million.
The thing is though, even when you’re in the worst of dumps, after a while something has to click. You then realize the truth in the fact that we all have ONE life. Then the- WTF am I waiting for?! smacks you in the face pretty quickly.
Butterflies, rainbows and pom poms it is for me. It’s so fun owning my toolness and feeling like an 8 year old. Punishing yourself in a different negative and unhopeful place (I have done this plenty before) for no good reason is a total waste and man does it make you feel awful.
ONE life.
Off to skip on the yellow brick road…
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