Complete and Utter Bull

I have recently had to tell myself this. The way that I have lived has been complete and utter bull. I'll admit; I have been lazy with almost every facet of my life. I wanted to change. I believe the key to my change was a challenge. I have taken it upon a thirty day challenge. I wanted to take these thirty days and simply reflect upon who I am as a person. I have special skills that I wanted to develop and hone; my writing is one. As a writing consultant, I often find myself telling people that writing isn't something that is only good when inspired, yet I only write when I feel a burst of creativity fill my veins.

I decided that I would find something to write about as often as I can. There is so much to write about in the world: my life, experiences, and feelings. If I am going to reach that dream of becoming a professional writer, I should probably get in the groove of writing regularly.

Part of growing up is letting go of childish behaviors. I was never a chronically disobient child, but I had a tendency to procastinate (in my case, it was not doing at all). This revelation hit me at the end of May when I had a conversation with my mom. Why is it that they always have a way of making you see things clearly (LOVE YA, MOM)? This time last summer, I didn't have a job nor was I trying to find one. My excuse, "I'm tired." "I just went through a year of school; I'm taking a break." A break is always nice, but I don't have the luxury of sitting around. I can do that at some point when I'm rich.

So as I go through this shedding process, I say that old life was complete and utter bull. At the end of my challenge, I will be more proactive and possess what my mom heard many times when she was young "some get it up and go about myself."

Here's to willpower!