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Do you ever think that what you do isn't special at all?

Someone contacted me on LinkedIn the other day. I didn't know him and we hadn't had any contact previously. He wanted me to be an affiliate for their company that designs planning software. I understand the reasoning: I do something with productivity, so a planning software must be up my alley.

I was wrong

I admit it. I was wrong. About a couple of things actually.

I hesitated to write that down. Admitting we were wrong, is one of the hardest things to do. Why is that? If you're like me, a couple of worst-case scenarios have already flashed through your mind. Anything from someone pointing at you and laughing to no one ever taking you seriously ever again and the sky falling on your head.

Am I settling for something I don't want just because it seems easier?

I went to the dentist the other day (I know my life is absolutely fabulous 😆). Don't worry, there won't be anything grueling in here involving a drill. It was just a check-up and it was actually just fine. But that was the thing. It was fine - at best -. One might argue that it was less than fine. Okay, I'm not living in some fantasy world where we all skip down to the dentist whistling our favorite tune. Going to the dentist is one of those musts we can't really get around if we want healthy teeth. But still, does it have to be fine (at best)?

I took some time off. How dare you! (That's my inner critic talking)

I took some time off. How dare you! (That's my inner critic talking) Giving myself permission to take time off right now was halfway between feeling like it was a luxury I couldn't afford and a dire need. I didn't feel like I could take time off at this stage in my business because there is sooo much to do, but, with a lot of exciting stuff coming up (I'll let you know what those are soon!), I figured that this was as good a time as any.

Sometimes I wish I were more glitz and glamour.

Sometimes I wish I were more glitz and glamour. There is something awe-inspiring about it: People living that #amazing life with a millionaire nomad lifestyle. When I wrote this (in the midst of the pandemic) no one was traveling but lots of us were reliving memories of past vacations and so looking forward to when we can all travel again. But even my best memories of past vacations pale in comparison to some of the people I follow. Luxurious all-expenses paid trips to Bali by private jet, is that something I someday aspire to?

When I try to do too many things, I end up doing a mediocre job at everything

I used to write poetry and, a few years ago, I wrote a poem called More. It was about my hunger for a bigger, better, fuller life and how I worked incredibly hard to achieve it. I wanted to make something of myself and have a great career that other people would envy. I was ready to climb that corporate ladder and everything was geared toward more: Work more, get more results, become more important, make more money, just more.

"So, what do you do?" Oh god noooo, don't talk to me, aaaaaah!

DISC training, personality assessments, negotiation courses, debate workshops, quizzes to find out "What *personality/leader/unicorn* type are you?"; I've pretty much done it all. Somewhere deep down, I used to feel that I was a bad communicator. People never seemed to "get" me and the blanc stare was an ever-present danger that needed to be avoided at all cost. Maybe that's part of the reason why I didn't like being in unknown social situations. Like me at a party when someone asks "So, what do you do?" [Oh god noooo, don't talk to me, aaaaaah!] 

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