This blog will not mention my presentation today. Stay tuned for a separate one!
I love this city. One of my favorite things is to walk around alone when it is cold and window shop. No obligations, no need to impress anyone, no maps or navigation. Chicago in the winter time is beautiful and busy. Ghirardelli Chocolates is always there for a short break of holiday happiness. Chicago style pizza is surrounding me and I simply must have it! Lights and shops are glittering and I always want to look for presents that I just don't need to buy! Sometimes I wish I could just stay here forever, but then I remember that daylight will come and so will the days without holidays.
The business of Chicago becomes hassle in the day. The only redeeming quality is the Starbucks in the lobby. It really is amazing how love and nostalgia some how turns to indifference so fast. Is it because I was born in Illinois? Was I born with the fast paced and indifferent attitude? Does the luster go away because it is like a secret home?
I am lucky to live in a city that I am excited to be in day and night. I am not afraid walking downtown, I am not afraid of any parts of town, and I love the spirit (and it has nothing to do with choosing a baseball team). Chicago is a beautiful place to visit, but I'll keep Fort Wayne.
As I post this, I am probably sitting in a hotel room having a panic attack. I am sitting here wondering what tomorrow will bring and if I will sound like an idiot in front of tons of people.
Tomorrow, I present in front of a group of professionals in my field about talent retention in our region and how our schools are or are not helping. I keep thinking, will everyone hate the results? Should I have stayed the full trip instead of just my presentation day?
Breathe. It will all be fine. We have worked 6 months on this. Let's rock it and get back to work.
I love Christmas an more importantly, I love Christmas movies!
Last year, I had a more robust cable line up and this past year I seriously downgraded. I normally applaud this decision. I don't watch TV anymore EXCEPT Game of Thrones, but the one thing I seriously forgot was my Christmas movie need. Well, I suppose Netflix has a few good ones, but they aren't constantly new and full of weird life lessons!
My one Christmas wish is for Netflix to get into the Christmas movie game.
If you ever remove 12 Dates of Christmas or Christmas Kiss, I will cancel.
I believe I recently posted that if you write about sleep, you probably should just go sleep and not write. Today, I write about naps. They are the fuel of busy millennials.
The best part of a 4 day weekend is you don't have real obligations. My obligations are what I make them. I decided today that I needed to catch up on some serious sleep before I exhaust out. It was seriously amazing. I opened a window, put two blankets on, called both cats over and we all crashed. Sometimes I don't think we appreciate how much we need those little charging sessions that about us. We aren't responsible for work, chores, other lives, just our own well being.
Tomorrow, I plan to try another nap before I go to work. Let's get refreshed and power through the rest of the semester.
The other night, I was trying to knock out like 5 blog posts to schedule out. This is the one way I have found to stay on top of my blogging and my social media. Let me tell you what happened. The title of it was Sleep. I started to write about going to sleep and my sleep patterns.
You may not think this is that strange because I talk about pretty much anything, but I am taking this as a sign from God above that I am tired as hell. Everyone is telling me to slow down and I keep saying yes, yes, I can find time for that, I'm a boring person.
At what point do you decide that you should get an assistant or young representative that makes these decisions for you? Someone who can look at your calendar and says, bitch, that girl needs some sleep tonight.
I noticed that the profanity in the blog escalated to at least a 6. I think that is reason number infinity why I am tired.
Do you remember when Rachel Berry walked up to that audition sheet and put a gold star beside her name? That happened to me the other day. I had planned it. I sat down a month prior and really set goals for the future of my Young Living business and I said November was the month. It was. November 24 was the day I became a star. The first small hurdle of many.
I still can't believe I accomplished the first step. This is the first step to getting healthy. This is the first step to financial freedom. For a whole 5 minutes, I'm going to bask in the glow of that little star, but you know what, I have work to do.
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Things are getting a little fuzzy. I was driving to work last week and I had a moment where I seriously went, did I say that out loud or in a public setting? Especially in the setting I think I said it in? Well, I sit here unaware of the setting, but I know what I said. I told someone that my one true wish growing up was to get magical powers on a significant birthday just like Marnie in Halloweentown.
In case you young kids don't remember this Disney Channel CLASSIC, I would say it would be like and equivalent of Wizards of Waverly Place. They are nothing alike, but Alex is your Marnie. She has cool powers. For the record, I never watched WOWP. I did watch the movie.
I don't think that it is crazy to wish for magic. I think that magic is more realistic than many things. It is more realistic than world peace, politicians telling the true or supporting their constituents, or eat just one pringle.
I really do wish I could zip from place to place. I wish that I could turn my cats into people so I could figure out what the hell they are asking for. I want to make my hair grow faster and not have to color it all of the time.
One of my favorite things about being in the Emerging Leaders Alliance is that we get to see some really awesome places. We were able to see Electric Works earlier this summer and this past week, we were able to see ReStore. I admit that I had no idea what ReStore was. When I realized it was a part of Habitat for Humanity I was intrigued.
The last time I had been a part of Habitat was when I was active in my sorority. I was a freshman in college, 19 probably, and we were doing a build in Kokomo. I don't remember much, but I do remember wearing a Strongbad hoodie. Is Strongbad still around?
We were given a tour by CEO Justin and his assistant Jamie. They told us all about the process of getting on the list, how many people are on the list, the eligibility, how the store works, and the functions of this store. One work can describe this: impressive. I was proud. Others were flabbergasted. Most of us just had warmth coming out of our hearts and wanted to throw credit cards to help.
I know I can't help financially, but you can help. Maybe. Volunteer, donate, advocate. This is a fantastic organization with upstanding morals. I am proud to put my back behind it.
I am going to predict something. Have it on record that I said that this would come up as something that people would get angry about.
These days, women (and men) are coming out to finally tell the world that they have been abused. While I find this fairly amazing, I can see some huge problems coming. I have already heard the phrase "war on men" being thrown around. This is not what I'm worried about. I have a funny prediction that will ruin your Christmas season.
One of my favorite Christmas songs has always been "Baby, It's Cold Outside". Today I was listening to the song and I started to chuckle. The premise of the song is that the guy wants her to stay for another drink. That isn't that bad. What makes it fishy during this day and era is the way the phrases are just bad timing. "Say, what's in this drink" makes it sound like she is being date raped. "The answer is no" and the guy persists is just typical of what everyone would think of as abuse or harassment. By the way, these are HUGE stretches. I love this song.
I have had many debate about political correctness and being polite. One such conversation came up around the word retard. He didn't see why people couldn't us that anymore. He said that when he was growing up that if you were slow, you were a retarded. I had to point out to him that this wasn't a blanket term. Other disorders cause an impairment in learning such as downs syndrome, dyslexia, and others. Would you go up to a kid with one of those (my nephew is dyslexic) and call them a retard? No he agreed. Sometimes it is an issue of politeness. While you may have some basis for an argument at a very deep core, you need to keep your trap shut to avoid hurting someone's feelings.
The sad thing I see in this world is that people get joy in making other people hurt, as long as they are proving a point. Welcome to 2017. Let's do better in 2018.
I have made no secret that I haven't really dated in 6 years. I have had an occasional date, but nothing that would say, "I'm dating". I was watching a video a few weeks ago that struck me as the perfect first date. It actually kinda made me want to date.
Two strangers had been talking on Match.com and they were ready to meet. Instead of going out to eat or for coffee, they got on Facebook and asked if anyone knew of someone who was going through a really hard time and just needed a real pick me up. People came through and found a girl who was having some family problems.
This couple met, picked up a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and went to meet this girl. They surprised her and asked if she was the girl who was having these problems. If so, these flowers are for you. We thought you could use something to brighten your day. The girl immediately jumped into the stranger couple's arms and cried.
Why did they do this?
Dating is very superficial You typically spend weeks or even months getting to know people. By the time you are attached, you are learning that some of those things that you were told were wrong. They were only told to impress you. Sharing such an emotional experience adds an entire new level of emotion, compassion, and realness. You can't fake those emotions.
Now think, wouldn't you rather see your future significant other's companionate side before you got involved?