But I don’t remember that when I come home and he hasn’t cleaned. Especially if I haven’t asked him to, because then he should have known that I wanted him to. Then I tell myself a story about how he never___ and he always___. And then I start believing he’s making my life hard. And then I’m ready for a fight.
Until I remember that I love him more than I love our house–messy or clean.
I love my son more than his need for me when I’d rather sleep.
I love my youngest daughter more than I get tired of her endless questions.
I love my oldest daughter more than the blue dent in my car where she wrecked into it.
I love my clients more than their fear of letting go.
I love me more than my ice cream hangover.
That is such a relief.
When I focus on the bad stuff, it inevitably gets worse. Then I start believing my life is hard and I feel panicky and desperate and pissed off. Choosing to love feels so much better.
Blaming other people for not getting things done is an easy excuse for not doing your stuff. If you blame other people, you have to wait for them to change for you to live your life the way you want to. Finishing a project regardless of what anyone else does or doesn’t do feels awesome. If you want some help with this, Shiny Object School opens October 20. Click here to know the moment registration opens.
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