Day 14: Something you love about yourself.
Sigh. It's so much easier to say things you don't like about yourself. I hate my thighs, waste size, horrible vision, frequent nightmares and far too frequent insomnia (which by the way, tonight is night TWO of... GRRR. How long does it take your body to adjust to a schedule that is not 12 hr night shift schedules???) My ability to over worry and over analyze never fail to amaze even me. And not in a good "aww" kinda way. No, not like that. At. All. OCD drives me nuts, but at the same time I can't say that I "hate" it... it's a love hate relationship, for sure. And apparently, I'm not a fan of sticking to my 30 day challenge? Both in frequency and sticking to the actual challenge when I actually DO blog? ADHD much? In the words of Peter Griffin "ohh!! shiny red ball!".
See. I can't stay on track when I blog. Ah. What do I care.. lol.
Ok......
Day 14: Something you love about yourself.
This sounds stupid, but after much thought (and for lack of being all girlie sappy today).... something I love about myself is my stubbornness. Yes, you read that right. I am stubborn as a mule. Pretty sure my mom would agree that I always HAVE been. And if she denies that, I'm pretty sure she is off of her medication again. *just kidding, mom!*
Why is this something that I love about myself? Because my stubbornness is what has helped me get where I am in a lot of ways. For just a FEW examples (and since it's late, and I KNOW there are more, I apologize if I don't prove my point enough. For those of you who know me, you don't need proof....haha!)
*when I wanted to go back to nursing school, my job didn't work with school schedules (even though I only asked to leave 30 minutes early 2 days a week). Denied. I went through the entire chain of command... as far as I could. Was still told no, and was recommended that I give up on going to nursing school by my boss AND by the school's entrance counselor. Well that wasn't an option, so I fought my way to a job that would allow me to go.
*I was exhausted and tired and always behind on something when I was working full time and going to nursing school full time. But the stubbornness in me REFUSED to give in to either. So I carried on. Just probably a little more tired and bitchy than normal. (wait..me..bitchy??? nevah'!!!) The stubborn side of me refused to admit when I was tired, when I needed help, and when I needed a *break*
*the day I was to fly to Australia, there were wind warnings, trucks that had the interstate SHUT down because of a wreck.. ice storms, cancelled flights..... a million gazillion things that should have stopped me from getting to Australia (much less out of Kentucky). But nope. Even drove the wrong way on the interstate in the emergency lane with traffic coming straight on to go around said interstate truck wreck. My dad's words to me "you ain't letting NOTHING stop you are ya?"
My response???
"No dad. No I'm not. I'm stubborn."
"True..."
Closed book case, eh?
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