What have I gotten into?

What have I gotten into?

That’s a really good question. Life in general takes you on different paths, but overall you control what path you go down.

For many years I let someone else determine my path, never seeing clearly enough to write my own future. In the past seven years that has changed, particularly in the past two years. Life is short and I don’t want to live paycheck to paycheck and miss out on all the fun that can be had. So it was time for a change.

My changes are not mind blowing, the biggest and best change happened about 7 years, and I didn’t have control of it. My ex left me. Someone who spent his every waking moment controlling, manipulating and abusing me, finally was out of my life. This was a God send (though at that given moment I did not know it). It was now my turn to write the chapters of my book. So I did!

The next big event in my life was joining Younique (now I am not going to do a lot of direct sales talk, but I want you to see how it affected me). Younique ended up being more than make-up (yes, I am sure you have heard that phrase a lot, I use it a lot). It truly changed my life. My confidence came back to me, I was surrounded by amazing, gorgeous women who continually praised me. It was mind-blowing and it changed my life. Since then, I have joined two more direct sales (Gourmet Cupboard and Plexus). While these two are both newer, they have promises of being a great adventure.

You see, sometimes you just have to get out and take life by the hand and skip down the path you feel is right. You can’t listen to the nay-sayers and doubters. It’s your life, not theirs, and sometimes life without a small gamble can end up being quite the bore. You don’t have to get into direct sales, or any business venture, just get out and live and enjoy life. You only get this life one time.

Instead of finding excuses not to, find reasons to do!

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Live Loud my Luvs!
Muah 💋

It’s Monday

OK so today is proving to be a challenging day. The office is freezing and I am bored out of my wits. So bottom line is… I am ready to go home and it’s only 2:30. But…. no use whining or crying about it.

I sent my mother about noon “whining” about it – LOL. Here is her response:

“You could get up and dance around the office to keep warm, then they would think you’re crazy and send you home”

“Or sit at your desk and laugh hysterically. That would raise an eyebrow or two.”

Hmmm…. Well maybe not the greatest of ideas. Everyone here thinks of me as rather reserved (little do they know). On a very, very rare occasion I have busted out in song (with only a couple people in the office) I got the strangest look. All I did was sing “A Spoonful of Sugar” – LOL.
Besides if anyone should be raising their eyebrows, it’s me (and they’re not done today – oops!)

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So I will make due with the rest of my day; with my little space heater on, and 2 sweaters on, oh and the ruana (that is serving as a blanket) wrapped around my legs.

At least it’s been a positive day with no negative drama.

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Stay warm!
MUAH!! 💋

Bad Days.

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Have you ever just felt like you should just crawl back into bed and start the day over in 24 hours? Of course? We all have.
So what makes us all different, that some people just shut down on those days and others push through?
I have been on both sides of the coin. There was a point in my life when I just stopped functioning and completely shut day when my day was going bad (especially since it seemed the day just kept to be getting worse and worse). I focused on every little horrible thing that had been happening.
I had no hope, no light and no faith. Did you read that? I had no hope, no light and no faith. Once I got to a point in my life when I found positive momentum, I kept it. I thrived on it! Does that mean I don’t have bad days? Heck no! I still have horrible days when I want to cry and crawl back in bed, but I don’t let that consume me. I no longer shroud myself in self-doubt or throw a pity party. Now I push through!

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When I wake up and the day starts off bad and goes to worse, I stop! Yes! Stop! Not stop living, not shut down, but I stop and focus on positive things. I look at things such as my amazing son, or the fact that I have a roof over me head. I am blessed with a job. There are so many little blessings in our lives that if you just stop and focus on those you’re day will turn around. And I mean I physically stop and almost meditate on those “lights” in my life.
It always amazes me when I see people having a bad day and they spend more and more time focusing on all the negativeness and they don’t understand why their day is getting worse. Bottom line is wherever you focus your energy is how your circumstances will turn out. Bad things will happen, it’s part of balance. You have to have good and bad in your life. But you don’t have to let the dread, doom and gloom take over your life. It’s a conscience thought.

So what will your thoughts be?

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Muah! 💋
Live Loud!

Some Days… Well…just some days!

I try to do a series of beauty shots every morning.   I don’t always take them, and the ones I do take don’t always get posted.  After I don’t want to bombard my Facebook feed with picture after picture of just me.   But I do try, especially if my make-up is on point.  Well yesterday was just, well just… one of those days.   I took about 30 pictures and struggled to smile and find any light.   When you are sick, it’s not always easy to power through.   But a cute little monkey did offer some bright light.   Hopefully you will find some humor and light in this grid I did of various pictures from yesterday.
After all, some days are just some days.

Anxiety is B*tch!

Fake it till you make!  Smile till it hurts!  These are terms I say on a regular basis to help me through my anxiety attacks.   Today was rough, but you know what?   I put on some Piano Guys, blared it nice and loud in my ears and Smiled (though it was killing me inside) and said some prayers.   And forced myself through it.

We are all injured to some degree.  I try hard to hide mine.  But remember those scars make you beautiful.

P.S.  Still fighting with it, but it’ll be ok 😉

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