Had a random breakthrough today during a meeting.
A friend is thinking about coaching 20-year-old boys. Not in a gross way. His son is that age, and he and his friends need a good kick in the ass to get motivated.
My friend is an entrepreneur. He’s like I could get these dudes making like five grand a month and off their mom’s couches.
I said my dude, I would pay for you to do that for me.
He said it’s really just being an accountability partner. Reminding them that they can be successful or they can keep doing what they’re doing. Either way, just say that’s what you want.
I told him about my friend who just got the job with my title and pay — who has zero experience to my 22 years of experience in this role — which was astounding enough to him.
She called me her mentor. And I laughed. I never thought of myself as a mentor. But hey, look at the results of my intervention!
I said you know, I’ve never had a mentor other than my mom. She loved me as I was, but I did better for her and WITH her.
Now, I can sit on the couch from now till eternity. No one knows or cares.
I could lose the weight. Or not. No one knows or cares, though I am sure they know that number keeps going in the wrong direction.
I said the only person trying to hold me accountable to anything is my boss, and I am pretty incorrigible where he is concerned.
It’s not that I don’t like him. I just don’t have that same overpowering need to dance like I did for the owner. And any … call it strong encouragement … seems to have the opposite effect on me.
Anyway, I said I would pay you to be in that mentoring class.
For real though. What is it going to take for me to do my taxes, to quit the Levain cookie club, to get off my ample arse in general?
A friend posted that it’s ok to feel overwhelmed. It’s not ok to stay there. Name a goal and just do the thing. Then do another thing.
Me, I just got through a whole slew of cancer tests. That I’d been putting off for a year. Fortunately, all is well but they want me to do it all over again in six months.
Like, have I not done enough things? I never run out of things to do.
I know I keep NOT doing the things because there will always be more things.
Not to mention, things to do again and again and again until I’ve missed my entire life mired in details I never wanted to engage in.
How do I get back to a place of “yes, give me all the things so I can do them and then some”?
Especially when there isn’t much in the way of direct benefits to doing any of them?
