Easy...not if it is worth it.

I speak from experience. The good stuff, the stuff you hold in your heart and the stuff you feel pride in...didn't come easy. 

That mountain you had to climb, that ocean you had to cross...it took work. It took determination, guts, and energy you didn't think you had. But when you got there, it was the greatest accomplishment. 

We live in a 'fast food' society. We want and we expect instant gratification. After one day of clean eating and a sweaty workout, I expect my reflection in the mirror to be that of an Angel crafted by Victoria herself. We secure a position in the work place and fully anticipate that our talents will be identified immediately and we will be promoted instantaneously. We have love interests that disappoint us when they have not displayed the most romantic gesture. We have a insatiable void. We want instant gratification. 

Newsflash: it ain't guna happen. 

If you were not already aware, the good stuff, the stuff fishing stories, movies, books, and LIVES are made of.... Take work. Blood, sweat, and tears. 

I am sorry... But it is true. 

Are you happy? Why? Why not? What are you willing to do to get there or maintain it?  

If it were handed to you on a silver platter would it be as precious? If you had to make some tough decisions, reschedule your time, shuffle your finances, give up some comforts to attain something new, something better, something hard... Would it feel like an accomplishment worth celebrating when you achieved it?

. 

DAMN RIGHT IT WOULD. 

I don't know what you want. Only you do. As far as I know, we only get one kick at the can. 

Kick. 

Hard. 

Tell your fishing story. 

Stay happy and healthy 

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Groundhog Day

No this isn't a late/early February post. I am stuck in a rut. Not a routine that warrants mimicking or envy...a brutal effn rut. Yep, I said effn. 

Look, I know.  I have posted and created memes that have promoted the notion: "if you want something to change, then you must make a change...". I guess I was just hoping I would somehow be discovered. I was hopeful the right somebody would have seen my new business venture and promote the hell out of me. Success. Wealth. Notoriety.... You know, the whole bit. Welllllll, to date that hasn't happened. I am shocked too! (Ok...maybe not shocked, but perhaps a little bummed).  

I have not been living under a rock. I know that save for a few overnight successes, and lottery winners, what I want to achieve takes work. In fact, the word achieve would suggest that there was effort involved. And yet I am in a rut. Every night, when I snuggle into bed (usually a bed vacated by one of the kids who has taken up hibernation in my bed), I plan. I pep talk. I visualize the day I want to have tomorrow, and the person I want to be. And then I wake up...typically minutes before my alarm is set to go off and I am already not going to meet my goals. Wtf. If I was working for anybody but myself, I would be the employee of the year. I would have all tasks completed before the boss had finished their 1st coffee and I would be blazing trails to impress and promote my colleagues and management. So why do I let myself down?

I have been telling myself that the past 15 years I have burnt the candle at both ends and now my reserves are depleted. I have told myself I deserve to do nothing. I deserve not being responsible to someone else. But I know it is a lie. I have 4 kids. I have a spouse. I have a mortgage...bills...I am far from a position of not being responsible.  Now is the time. Now more than ever, it is me that needs to shine. I need to promote me.  

Not waiting for tonight's self pillow talk. 

Actions speak louder than words. So here it is. In words: watch me. Watch out world. I have lit a fire that will destroy this rut.

Stay happy and healthy

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