One truth I have learnt this year about myself:I AM THE WORST DECISION MAKER HUMAN EVER CREATED
Aaaaw. I'm so sorry, baby. Was that too harsh? Sorry, but you do suck.
Ok. I do.
Concur.
Now that Hawaii didn't happen, plans have changed. Mercury REtrograde is on full force getting the best of me.
Reorganizing my brain.
Replanning my life.
Re-DOing me.
Uuugh.
So I promised the universe I would get my shit together. I am pleased to announced that I've been doing quite well with that. Today I checked off my whole list: Sleep a lot.
Yeeeee for me! My sister would be so proud.
I love it when she calls after having to wake up super early in the morning, work a couple lousy hours at a job she "absolutely loves" and calls me on her break just to hear me yawning as I wake up.
"Must be nice." So she response every time.
Indeed it is. But here's the thing. There is a price. Every good thing has its dark side, its cons, its full effect on the other spectrum... it is called BALANCE.
Yes, it's lovely to wake up at whenever the hell I wish, but yet again I have no mula, pesos, cha-ching, bling-bling... you get the point.
Yes, it's lovely doing whatever the hell I creatively want to do and I will say I have advanced on my creative art projects quite a bit ( aaaand, I have all of Mr. Brain's and Pinky's tactics down, yesss), but again, no carro, wheels, donkey, voom-voom... you get the point.
Yes, it's lovely walking naked around the house most of the day, if not all (well, most of the time. I mean, you gotta cover up the goods when the roomie arrives, right? Wait. Does a big t-shirt, no underwear count?) but yet again its not my own sacred sanctuary and coach-surfing is not near as fun as beach surfing behind your back yard ocean. Ok. You got the point!
That being said, Life is forcing me to be an adult and start making big decisions in my life
::: Naaaah. I don't wanna ::: for instance:
Should I stay in Indy and be with my sweet babies as I embrace the bitter ice cold icicles being shoved up my ass?
::: Well, goddamn... with that language young lady! :::
::: Yeeeeah! BITE ME! :::
Or should I taste the rainbows and run away with the handsome Leprechaun and live off the bowls of Lucky Charms cereal as we embrace the life on the beach sipping on virgin piña coladas?
::: Ooooh, now we're talking money!!! :::
::: Gaaasp! You selfish bitch! :::
You see what I mean? How could I ever make a decision? So many things to weigh out.
Oh my goodness! I have an amazing idea!!!
I know I'm usually the super-optimistic-inspirational-energizer-bunny ::: phew ::: but today I am OFF. I'm somewhere in the Bahamas in my brain. So, how about YOU give me some words of wisdom!
If you're a human and you're reading this.. you are totally qualified to be my therapist and give me some insight. I desperately need it. Don't get excited. I am not paying you nor will I take most of your advice but seeing things from another window can lead me to clarity and further possibilities.
However, because you're so kind to invest your time on a sweet ol' gypsy like moi, when I become rich... I will give you a shout out and promise to invite you to all my wild parties. DEAL!?!
Help,
Queen Goddess
P.S.
Whoever invented winter should highly consider talking to a therapist.
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