Let’s preempt this post with: I started watching the TV show Sex and the City on Amazon Prime. I have a very crowded schedule for the most part and when I customize jackets for my clients I end up working late into the night (aka early morning) finishing things up. Listening/watching these episodes has caused me to begin to narrate my life like Sarah Jessica Parkers character.
A few nights ago, I found myself sitting at the dinner table, crashing my parents potential dinner date night. My inner monologue grabbed the microphone in Sara Jessica Parker’s voice:
“A few nights before my next birthday, a day a woman already dreads, I found myself freshly unemployed, living with my mom and dad after a brief stint in Manhattan and struggling to run a start up company. If I admitted it I was spending way too much time with my dogs too, reverting to a crazy dog lady. I have to wonder, what am I doing wrong?”
As Parker’s character often realizes in a neat 30 minutes, (I took a little longer then that), life has a funny way of showing itself. You need to low reality checks to match the highs. Within a week of this journal entry (my birthday was April 18th), my mood has done a 360. I’m starting a new much better job then my previous, its an unfortunate growing pain that certain companies don’t have room for growth. As for my social life, it isn’t as hopeless as I felt, I celebrated my birthday surrounded by friends and love, and after all I am now 19, its not that unusual to need your parents help. These are the years I should cherish with my parents. I’m taking time to sort things out now.
My point in sharing this is that my life isn’t 100% where I want it to be, but that discomfort, that is what motivates me. People who are comfortable I find stay in place, not growing, not pushing themselves, not achieving big goals. Being uncomfortable is one of the biggest motivators a person can have. Sometimes being uncomfortable now and not relying on instant gratification, you can take time to set yourself up for greater comfort and gratification later.
P.S. Yes, these pictures have nothing to do with the post except I liked them and they aren’t worthy of their own post…oopsies.