As I pointed out in yesterday’s post, I realized that I’ve been saying more to things that are distracting me than telling people no (although I’m doing that, too.) See? That’s the beauty of doing a challenge like this. You see what unfolds and how it applies to different areas of your life.
When I started this month’s challenge about saying no, I thought it was going to be mostly me literally saying no to people. What I’ve realized after doing it for 11 days is that a lot of it is about simplifying things in my life. Saying no to invites, events and really anything that pulls my focus.
When my Mom was pregnant with me, she had a hiatal hernia, so the doctor told her not to eat solid foods at night. That’s when she turned to ice cream and who could blame her? Every night she’d watch the 11:00 news and let that cool sweet creamy nectar slide down her throat, into her belly and into my bloodstream.
As I mentioned in a recent blog post, I get easily distracted when I go to my co-working space. I see new and old friends there and I love catching up with them. The problem is that it takes me away from my work because I have a hard time with boundaries, saying no, politely excusing myself and more.
Lately I’ve been working from home a lot and while I love it for the incredible focus I get, I can get a little down from time to time. I’m a complete extrovert and feed off of other people, so going to my co-working space can remedy that in no time, but it can also get me into trouble. Since I love people so much, I also love to talk to them (A LOT) and that can get me off schedule.
While I haven’t officially announced this, every month of my 30-day challenges, I have also given myself an additional 30-day goal that is more traditional.
During December’s “See Ya, Bucko” Challenge, I didn’t spend money on coffee for 30 days.
During January’s “Gelf-Care” Challenge, I didn’t watch TV for 30 days.
During February’s “Trust” Challenge, I gave up sugar for 30 days.
“Ms. Jel-fil-been, I’d like to thank you for being a loyal Citi credit card customer for 25 years,” the customer service rep says on the phone last night.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I think. “Let’s wrap this up.”
I don’t want to be reminded of how much money I have spent during that time, but yes, I am indeed extremely loyal.
I’m sitting on my couch watching The Oscars when I get text on my phone from Citi saying they couldn’t process a recent charge. I’m not sure what they’re talking about. I haven’t used my Mastercard to pay for anything recently, but I’m so wrapped up in Melissa McCarthy’s dress that I hold off on doing anything about it until the commercial.
If there’s any form of transportation I trust the most when it comes to potential theft, it’s flying. If anyone is going to steal something, it’s harder for them to do it on a plane because they’re trapped there for a few hours. Sure they can plead innocent, but it’s easier to find the culprit on a plane than on a train, a bus or a subway where people get off frequently (and in NYC, I, unfortunately, mean that literally and figuratively.)