Whilst I’m sat here writing, half in a puddle of tea (fortunately herbal and unsweetened) and nearly over feeling ropey from lunch, I revel in another layer of, it’s all about me. ย Also in the happening today, complete organisational fail as I wasted 3 hours not having myย optician appointment (long story, long day!); forgot to invite/remind attendees to come to the class I also spent hours navigating my day towards (rather than being home and more productive) and, boughtย lunch from a Thai food chain which wound up making me feel sick due to it’s MSG broth, having paidย ยฃ8 for the pleasure of said broth plusย a few wet noodles and 3 slices of carrot.. ย I knew it was going to be rubbish too!
So, not a great day in terms of productivity or organisational prowess, but not a terrible day either. ย But, do you know what for me, has actually made it a pretty awesome day (despite the wasted time, failed appointment, food induced sickness, wasted money and lost wages); it’s awesome because,
I am completely cool with myself for f*cking up.
Me 1 year ago, strewth, me 5 or 10 years ago wouldn’t have let this go. ย I would’ve been “So Stupid!“, “A Complete Failure at being functional!“, “Gah, what a moron!” etc.
For some of you reading this, you’ll be all like, “pah, so what?”, to you, those who aren’t too hard on themselves, fabulous, you’re total legends. ย For those of you who can relate to this, and who are either recent converts to self-appreciation, regardless of the circumstance, or still on the path of self-awesomeness recognition; this is dedicated to you too.
Celebrate the small victories.
Yay me!