Success is a funny thing. It is one part “Do I deserve this?”, one part “Holy crap I am overwhelmed” and a tiny bit of “what can I ignore to prove that I’m not superhuman?”
The answers to these in order are, “Yes”, “I know you are, start waking up before 8am”, and “Your diet isn’t the correct answer here.”
I am on track this year to make almost double my last full-time job’s salary, and I don’t tell you this to brag, but rather to say that this doesn’t come easy. It is a lot of trying to sell yourself to anyone who possibly is half listening and a lot of late nights holed up in the office, wishing you could watch Big Bang Theory with your husband downstairs.
It’s so easy to be dramatic when things are going well. As with many things in my life, I wonder how I got it so good and what I can do to make sure it keeps happening. I’m at a crossroads now, and Lazy Kelsey needs to accept that success is going to happen, and while I’ve been able to skate by getting out of bed around 9am, in order to stay on the Starship of Success (anyone else have Nicki Manaj’s latest hit totally stuck in their head?), this needs to change. I complain about being so stressed and busy, but when your ass doesn’t get out of bed until 9am, what do you expect? Especially when the rest of the working world (aka your clients) are AT WORK at 8 am.
I also decided being overwhelmed with work wasn’t enough and I signed up to take a twelve week nutrition/weight loss class, where you get fined $1 for every pound you gain. For someone who is known for eating when working, this isn’t good. You would think money would motivate almost anyone, but as my food diary yesterday shows, this isn’t always that case.
However, today is the day to turn things around. OK, I did wake up at 10am, but that isn’t my fault. The alarm didn’t go off! (And who sleeps from midnight to 10am?! Seriously.)
New schedule- wake up at 7:30 am. Email. Exercise (aka RUN for the 10k I thought would tack on for on May 5th), Dogs, Email. Shower. WORK until 5 or 6. or 10. Whatever it takes to get things DONE.
Because I didn’t work this hard to let it all fall down the crapper.