Self Talking Myself Into Banging Out The Paperwork

Yesterday I walked around the property while it was still cool in the morning, and sprayed the air potato vines.  This year I really have them under control, but that took several years of spraying during the season.  They are pretty, but they choke out everything they wind around.  Sound like anyone you know?   I cleared out my car to prepare for this weekend’s delivery of the September Horizons and ran out to do some errands.  On the way back, I stopped at Mid Eastern Aromas by FlaTech, where I picked up a veggie combo (eggplant and pickle!) sandwich and their stuffed grape leaves appetizer, which comes with hummus.  After lunch, I saw Izzy lying on a table in my office and he looked so adorable I took a short video of him for Facebook. The Izzy Cam seems to be popular on Facebook.  At one point, I rubbed his belly and I don’t know why out of all the freeze frames that Facebook had to choose that split second my arm was in the shot.  I was wearing my wrist brace, since my right paw has been on the mend for a few days, and it’s kind of goofy looking.  Goofy looking because when I first got them, I dyed them pink, and they are pretty shaggy by now. But they work, so I don’t care how they look.

If I had a formal ball to go to, I would manage to acquire a nicer pair.  In fact, I spent part of the day pondering how I could design a custom brace pretty easily, using this as a pattern.  I could easily sew in the removable metal splint.  That way I could make it in a breathable fabric and in a color that blended in with my skin.  Of course, I could think of a million projects to do when I was supposed to be resting my paws.

I spent the rest of the day updating my mailing labels and doing the post office paperwork.  I used to say I hate math. Now I know if I hate math it will take me longer to do it. It’s amazing how quickly that job gets done when I stop whining about it and just bang it out.  That was my intention before I went to bed: “I’ll get up and bang out the paperwork as soon as I get up. That way I can have tomorrow off.”

That was my intention as soon as I woke up: “I’ll jump up and bang out the paperwork so I can take tomorrow off.”  I began running that tape in my head and so by the time I woke up for the  third and final time, I was excited to crank out the work and get it over with.  I have to do that for myself before I go to bed and as soon as I wake up, if there is something I want to be cheer leaded into.

By doing this self talk, I treat myself as though I am the one I love most, and want to encourage into my day and keep motivated and upbeat.  If someone else does it for me, it helps.  If there’s no one else to do it for me, I have to do it for myself if I want it.

I’ve learned I thrive on the attention and I want to thrive, not just be alive.

And I don’t wait for someone else to come along and do it for me.

Hafiz: Happy before I have a reason

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