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Becoming Your Best Self

I don’t think I am obsessed with becoming my best self but I would like to get halfway there at least. Learning to achieve that goal is not easy because it takes practice and a driven mindset to get there. I am still learning and keeping at it and who knows one day I might say, I did it!

Becoming your best self is not an overnight process and neither does it happen by pressing a button. It doesn’t happen accidentally, it doesn’t happen by chance and it doesn’t happen by waving a magic wand either. It takes action on your part and a commitment to self-discovery and self-development.

“To be your best self you’ll need to first discover who you really are, then maximize your strengths and improve on your weaknesses. You need to completely shift your mindset and take control of your life. When you do, you’ll discover a whole new you.” http://www.tonyrobbins.com

This journey is a hard one. You’ll encounter the good and bad moments, some will be messy and progress will be slow but if you persist and set goals you can achieve anything. Becoming your best self means opening yourself up to challenges, accepting the setbacks and living life to the fullest.

“Prioritize who you are, who you want to be, and don’t spend time with anything that antagonizes your character.” Matthew McConaughey

According to notesbythalia.com, you need to practice wellness daily because it goes hand-in-hand with working towards your best self.

Get at least 7 hours of sleep daily. Move your body as much as you can. Eat well. Build healthy habits. Dedicate time to self-care.

You can’t lay in bed and manifest your dreams. It takes action to succeed. Ask yourself, what is success to you? Set value-driven goals and become “razor-clear on what your future vision looks like.” Align your daily habits with who you want to be and the life you want to live. “Boost your overall health, well-being and productivity,” meaning even your smallest daily actions will determine your future self.

“When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.” Paulo Coelho

In a nutshell, becoming your best self requires going within to discover the greatness there. It requires strength to bring it to the fore AND it requires courage and hard work to make it shine.

“You are what you believe yourself to be.” Paulo Coelho

Change that mindset from one of negativity to positivity and watch your life take off!

But before you do that:

“Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, INCLUDING YOU.” Anne Lamont

Then go out and:

BE YOUR VERY BEST SELF!

Have an amazing day.

LOL!

This is hilarious and I must add, a very smart God indeed!

A man climbs to the top of Mt. Sinai and gets close enough to talk to God. Looking up, he asks the Lord, “God, what does a million years mean to you?” The Lord replies, “A minute.”

The man then asks, “And what does a million dollars mean to you?” The Lord replies, “A penny.”

Then he asks,”Can I have a penny?” The Lord replies, “In a minute.”

🤣🤣🤣

It Spooked!

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Do you believe in ghosts? I do having seen a few in my lifetime especially in Asia during my stay there. That was in Asia, I am in Europe now and it seems they exist here as well.

Some of you know that I spent a week in the hospital just recently. The first day after the operation, I was in a hospital bed and I had the room to myself. I was too pissed about all the attachments I had taking up space and one foreign object within me. The last one didn’t set too well with me. I had no choice in the matter and it would stay for another four days!

Anyway, coming back to the spooky part. The first night in the hospital was quiet and the night staff were noisy. They were talking and cutting up. I listened for a while not being able to sleep. The day had been filled with unknowns and my body was refusing to quiet down. It was still on high alert.

I was dozing on and off when I finally woke up with a start. I saw this older woman dressed in a 50s style cardigan paired with a below the knee skirt. Her hair was all white and she was facing away from me! She had a walking aid in front of me and was moving slowly towards the door! I gulped and sat up. Then I saw him. He was much younger and dressed in navy blue shorts. Looked like he had an injury to one leg and had a crutch under one arm. He was also moving towards the door, his back facing me!

What did I see?!! Just my hyped-up brain playing tricks on me or was it what I think it was? I don’t know but I stayed up for the rest of the night! I didn’t see anything else during my stay there. If you’re thinking it was the meds or the painkillers, I wasn’t on any.

Hmm…it is interesting how the details remain. I still see her in my mind’s eye, she was skinny and the cardigan had an orange floral pattern on it. I’m glad they left me alone!

SPOOKY!

Hallelujah!

Don’t you just hate being in the hospital? I DO! You go there to get yourself fixed but there are other aspects that come along with it that you have to contend with. The food for one thing. In German hospitals, breakfast and dinner are almost one and the same thing! Dry bread, a slice of cheese, cold cut, butter, jam, and the obligatory cup of coffee or tea. Lunch is the only thing that is different and healthy? Well, that is another thing altogether!

Depending on what you have had done decides if you can get out of bed and do the necessary stuff that daily life demands or requires. Personal hygiene usually flies out the window. I had things hooked up to my body and I had the hospital gown on, the one that opens up in the back and keeping your modesty intact is a hard thing to do. Anyway, coming back to the point I am trying to make.

I couldn’t shower. Walking around I managed, going to the bathroom with difficulty but a shower? It was next to impossible so I used wipes to keep myself clean. It helped but nothing like a shower would. I was dreaming of standing under a shower and letting the day go flying over my head!

Seven days in and I was going through “wipes” like there was no tomorrow. Then last night, I decided enough is enough! I was home, no longer hooked up to stuff, and it was time to take the bull by the horns. The problem. Both my bathrooms have the typical shower bathtub combination. You have to climb into the bathtub to take a shower. My dilemma? I’m allowed small steps on flat surface but climbing over a bathtub, well, that was a no no. Did that stop me? What do you think? I made up my mind and I went for it with rose-covered dreams of water cascading over my body beckoning me on. I made it. I was in and then I turned on the water.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

It was PURE heaven! I let the cool water wash away the seven days of YUCK! I could have stayed there forever but I knew I was pushing my luck. I climbed out with no pain in sight, I had done it! I was still standing and it was another milestone achieved, of which I’m sure will be plenty more to come as I recuperate and find my way back to being fit and whole again.

It felt like a great adventure achieved with aplomb. Think about it. When healthy, the small things don’t matter. However, when life throws in a curve and leaves you gasping for air, even the smallest of things take monumental effort.

Never give up and when there is a will, there is a way.

Have an amazing day.

Decisions

“Decisions are the hardest thing to make, especially when it is a choice between where you should be and where you want to be.” Unknown

This first quote speaks to the heart of the matter. The choice between where you should be and where you want to be is often the hardest decision to make. Your heart tells you one thing, and the facts something else!

“Sometimes doing what’s best for you won’t feel like the best.” Unknown

I crossed this bridge when I had to make a decision based on what was necessary and the fear that was holding me back. Two monumental but necessary viewpoints. The only problem? Fear stepped in and wouldn’t let go. Coming to a decision was next to impossible. I took the time and went through the pros and cons strategically, well, I tried to. In the end, I knew which road I had to take. It was the road less traveled. The decision was made but the way forward was still shrouded in fear and lots of unknowns. Safety as I knew it was right there waiting to welcome me back into the fold but I knew I had to move forward. I kept looking back at that well-travelled road. It was familiar and comforting.

“Nothing is more difficult, and therefore more precious, than to be able to decide.” Napoleon Bonaparte

One road would lead nowhere. I would stay where I am, pretend the problem didn’t exist . I could put my blinders on and move ahead like there were no stumbling blocks on the path ahead. Sometimes, there is no other choice. It was next to impossible but I did it. It took jumping back and forth, weighing the options, and screaming of course! I did all of those things, and then the time came and I stepped right in, unknowns and all. I made the decision to go ahead and get the procedure done. What made me do it? It could have been this.

“I haven’t made any really bad decisions lately, I’m getting bored.” Unknown

All joking aside, once the decision was made, I moved forwards hoping it was the right one. I was still scared, nervous, still unsure, but none of that mattered anymore. It was DONE. The decision was made.

It has been 7 days after the operation. I am at home pain-free and recuperating. Another OP is looming in the not so distant future. Yes, I need two. The doctor told me that once it is done, “I will be as good as new.” Let me add, “Or dead!”

“I don’t know about you guys, but when I have to make a decision, I analyze the situation, evaluate the risk, take measures to limit the consequences and then I completely screw up.” Unknown

Did I do just that with this decision. I don’t know for sure but the coming weeks will show if I did. Taking it easy is the key, lots of rest, eating right and not raring to GO before I am ready is also a major point. I’ll take it easy, get bored out of my mind and HOPE my body smiles and says, “There you go. Good job!”

“Be decisive, right or wrong, make a decision. The road of life is paved with flat squirrels who couldn’t decide.” Unknown

Hmm…..I wasn’t ONE of them!

Have an amazing day.

This One Landed!

I had my operation 7 days ago and I walked away as one lucky person! It was a two-hour procedure but I had no pain afterwards and I was able to walk the same day! No pain killers needed and I was sent home 4 days later to recuperate at home.

I had hired help for Chachi, the cat, before I left to have this thing done. A sweet girl who loves cats and she told me that my precious bundle of fur was in good hands. She was right. However, Chachi didn’t think so. His question, “Who are you and what have you done with my mummy?!!!”

Coming back home, I found him looking as grumpy as ever. It took him hours to warm up and when he did, it was a lovefest of the best kind! Coming back to the girl, she offered more help. She said, “If you need anything else done, I can do that too.” I thought that was sweet of her.

The next day she showed up with a bouquet of flowers. Some pink roses with baby’s breath woven in and it was a pretty bouquet but more than that it touched me. I thanked her. We talked and she told me that she was a student and was getting into fitness by going to the gym and I gave her some pointers. Conversation started flowing between us. She also did more than she should like taking the trash out and mopping the floor!

Yesterday, she showed up here and said, “I saw you in my dream! You were all dressed up and looking gorgeous!”

I perked up. “What else did you see?”

“You had beautiful earrings on and your face was all glowy. Looked like you were getting ready for a girls’ night out.”

A girls’ night out? I haven’t done that in ages.

Now, picture this. I haven’t had a shower in almost a week, haven’t washed my hair for about that same time, no makeup, gritty clothes and I was feeling a little down in the dumps.

THIS ONE DEFINITELY LANDED AND HOW!

So I offered to take her out for coffee after she finishes working here. I might need her again for the second operation coming up, plus she has been awfully sweet and has taken good care of Chachi.

Sometimes the praises you give out lands exactly where it should and this one did.

The Day Before Armageddon!

It’s here, the day before I show up at the hospital ready to meet the team who will do what needs to be done. I HATE THIS! My bag is packed and being a female I am bringing more than I should. Probably, half the clothes and things I am bringing will not be needed but I’m female, hear me roar!

Yesterday was a tough one. I had to come to terms with the fact that this surgery is going to happen whether I want it to or not. The house has been cleaned, the trash taken out, and everything is spotless. I got the laundry done and met a girlfriend for coffee and breakfast. It was nice until a wasp or was it a bee decided to make its presence known. A sharp sting and I was in agony! I told the owner, who is Italian, that I just got stung by a bee! He laughed and said, “Your blood must be sweet!” We made a mad dash to the pharmacy because it was hurting like hell. After doling out 40 euros, I had a pen that felt hot when held against the sting and some gel to cool afterwards. She also told me to let the people at the hospital know about what happened. Sometimes, they will postpone the surgery!

Why are things going down south all the time? I don’t know but my girlfriend thinks it’s because I’ve decided to embrace “negativity” as my best friend! Anyway, it still hurts but postponing the surgery is just wishful thinking. I think it will take place as scheduled.

Then I met the cat sitter. A sweet girl who loves cats. However, she loved talking as well. An hour into the meeting, I had to cut it short. I handed over the house key and she will show up on Monday to take care of Chachi. The little guy knows that something is up. He has been eyeing me with a look that I can’t decipher. I think he knows something is coming up. Did I tell you he is sweet? He is adorable as well. I laid out my clothes on the bed before I went to take a shower and when I came back there was his favorite toy mouse with the innards hanging out laid carefully on my shirt! A token of love? Or is it like, “Mommy don’t send me away?” I don’t know but I bought him four more to make up for the one he has destroyed! I also wanted to make up for being away from him.

So here it is. My bags are packed and I am ready to go. I don’t want to do this but I have no choice. I will walk in hoping for the best and please don’t send me a Mr. Magoo to do the OP!

You won’t be hearing from me for however long it takes. I hope it won’t be too long.

Fingers, toes, and everything else crossed!

LOL!

Spaghetti with meatballs?!!

This guy had been having an affair with an Italian woman for two years.

One night she says, honey, I’m pregnant.

The guy almost faints. He’s thinking, my marriage is over.

So he says, listen, I’ll give you a lot of money if you go back to Italy, have the baby there, and keep everything a secret. I’ll even send child support until the kid turns 18.

She says, okay. But how will you know when the baby’s born?

This genius says, Easy. Just mail me a postcard and write one word on the back. Spaghetti. I’ll know exactly what it means.

Seven months later, he comes home and his wife says, Honey, you got the weirdest postcard today. He says, Just give it to me. He reads it. His face turns ghost white. He grabs his chest and drops like he just saw his credit card bill.

His wife picks up the postcard and reads it. It says, spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti, spaghetti. Three with meatballs, two without. Send extra sauce.

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LOL!

I thought this was hilarious and wanted to share. Hope it brings laughter your way.

Six guys were playing poker when Smith loses $500 on a single hand, clutches his chest and drops dead at the table.

Showing respect for their fallen comrade, the other five complete their playing time standing up.

Sam looks around and asks, “Now, who is going to tell the wife?”

They draw straws. Lester, who is always a loser, picks the short one.

They tell him to be discreet, be gentle, don’t make a bad situation any worse than it is.

“Gentlemen! Discreet? I’m the most discreet man you will ever meet. Discretion is my middle name …leave it to me.”

Lester walks over to the Smith house, knocks on the door, the wife answers, asks what he wants.

Lester says, “Your husband just lost $500 playing cards.”

She hollers, “TELL HIM TO DROP DEAD!”

Lester replies, “I’ll tell him.”

Job well done? One other thing, notice how they finished playing before they talked about telling the wife. A man thing or a poker thing?

Lord, Walk with Me Today

A little less than two weeks to go before I go in and a surgeon will have control over my body and I am struggling again. Am I scared? I am. I try not to think about it and I am preparing everything that needs to be done before then. I keep telling friends, “I’m going to die!” Another voice says, “Have Faith.” So I will have faith and hope all goes well and that the surgeon knows what he is doing and I don’t get one with shaky hands! Until then, I will hang on to faith and pray that my God will see me through.