|I'm a boss ass bitch
||[Dec. 28th, 2014|11:35 pm]
I was lyin in bed thinking about how much work my life is. Really....it's only 1 third of 5 days of my week. |
I need to start using my time more wisely.
I am a bad bitch and I need to start acting like one. I need to start handling shit like one. At this point, I'm not handling things very well.
That's gonna change. I'm going to fix my eating habits and start working out every day, beginning next week after I slam this essay down.
This essay. I have just over a week to do it.
I got this. Monday and Tuesday will be research days, and as I research I'll begin to formulate my essay outline. Wednesday will be hard outlining. Thursday will begin the drafting. I may have the day off, in which case I'll spend the entire day going hard at the essay. If not Thursday, then Friday. Saturday and Sunday I will put the final touches, and by Monday I can drop the essay off at the campus.
I got this.
Once I finish this essay I will really have proved to myself, for the yet unrecognized millionth time, that I am a boss as bitch.
Once that is done, I will have 3 weeks of school-less bliss in which the only thing I will have to read or write is what I want to read or write. Then, when school does start again, I will be taking a course that challenges the conscious mind while keeping a sense of creativity and wonder (I hope). I am excited to begin that class.
Things I'm grateful for:
Stephen proposed to me!!
We had a really nice weekend in and I love his company.
My son loves me unconditionally and I love when he clings to me and wants to cuddle.
Things I'm looking forward to:
Work tomorrow, as there will be a new patient or two and I will discover what my new routine is.
Going to see Camille tomorrow and getting the opportunity to do something for someone else for a change. I need to. I need to attend someone else's needs. It will do me some good for my character.
Challenging myself and writing this essay.
Beginning my new lifestyle. It will only take a few months to become habit. You can do it Leah. You've done it before. You are strong enough. You can manage it.
Once my essay is done I will find something to do with my time, maybe by drawing mandalas.
I've got this. If I go to bed now, I will get 6 hours of sleep, just enough.
Goodnight, girrrrl. You can have the world. You are beautiful and confident and sharp as a whip. You've got this. Don't let the blues bring you down. You're better than that and you deserve to allow yourself to be happy.
You've proven to yourself that you can do anything. So, do it.