Talking ‘Bout My Evolution

I talk about Rebecca Davison's new podcast Intuitive Abundance and her interview with Chic Money Manager Jessica Giles.  That was such a phenomenal interview, I actually listened to it twice.  Jessica is a really interesting and enlightening person to listen to.  I recommend you check out that episode and all the others.

I talk about Franny and my experience at Medieval Times.  It was a strange lunch, but enjoyable.  I can't imagine working there or going more than once or twice in my lifetime, unless they change the dialogue once in a while.  The food was good enough and Franny enjoyed himself, so I count it as a win.

I also discuss taking Franny to MIAD (Milwaukee Inst. of Art & Design) for his 3 weeks of summer classes.  The school is amazing, the dorms are a thing of beauty, and I was so thrilled to realize that the student body consists of many different versions of Franny.  He's going to have an amazing time down there and I am so relieved and excited for him.  It's hard to believe how grown up he's become.  I'm happy and sad about it.

I talk about how when I wake up in the morning I take steps to pre-frame my day, but lately they've been falling flat.  I decided this morning to look for a question that would really spark some excitement in my life and decided on: WWIT to love my life and allow myself to love my life?  That question moved a lot of energy and I think it will open a lot of opportunities for me.

I also talk about people who take their knowledge with them when they leave and don't share it with others.  In some cases, I'd say that is a tragedy and in others I'd say it is very selfish.  Many times, it would be both.  I'm struggling with separating the behavior from the person, but I don't like seeing someone new come in and be set up to fail, because someone who left isn't willing to share what they know.

I talk about how I'd recorded a podcast only to discover that, once again, I hadn't actually been recording.  The day continued to coast along in the same vein.  I was very teary and off.  Today I decided to have a do-over and try to turn things around.

I talk about how I was delighted and surprised by the really enjoyable weekend I spent with my parents.  We had a lot of fun together and I felt like we really connected.  It was a real gift.

I talk about how my front steps were finally finied and how the guy who did them overcharged me then asked me for more money as a bonus and then left and came back yesterday, so he could get paid in cash immediately.  What a douchebag.  I chose to pay him and be done.  That is no way to do business!  I would have kept hiring him had he not been so many things -- unreliable, greedy, whining ....  Ugh!

So I've prepared the house as much as I could for my parents' imminent arrival.  I have a fair amount of angst about their coming.  I will do my best to make the experience pleasant.

I talk about how I had a great self-care day over the weekend and finally felt a little bit more like the person I was in the Summer of 2020.  I also talk about a beautiful tip that Eileen McKusick gave re: how to refrain from judging others.  Instead of judging others, she blesses them.  She sends lots of blessing their way and therefore bypasses being critical and negative.  I love this idea and will adopt it.

I talk about how I was especially late to work today, because I left my keys in the car overnight.  I had to wake the kids to help me look for them and Henry was the one to ask that question -- thank goodness!  But being extra late today was just one more day of being late with a different excuse.  When I first started the job, I was fired up and worked really hard to get there in a timely fashion.  Now I don't really care, because I don't really like my job.  I've got to figure out how to bring some excitement back to my mornings.

I talk about how learning about your archetypes can help you figure out what your calling is.  I also talk about how Franny and I went down to the Chicago Art Institute and saw this show by this folk artist who didn't start painting until he was 70.  He had so many pictures in this retrospective and they were from all over the world.  He started painting because of a dream he had.  I love that he heeded this inspiration.  He was quite celebrated in his day and against many odds.  I hope that I listen to my intuition like that when it strikes.  I think I have ....

I talk about how I had convinced myself that I'm still too new in my job to be of any use at the new student registration night.  Part of that might come from seeing how I'm treated and have been treated compared to how upper management have treated my boss when she joined the school.  While people express appreciation for what I do, it's abundantly clear that I am a low man on the totem pole.  So that translates to me feeling like I don't know what I'm doing at work, but it turns out that I know plenty.  Which feels good on the one hand and then bums me out that I have so little confidence in myself and my abilities on the other hand.