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.
If this is being posted before 7pm, I'm a poser. I'm probably drinking tea.