My Whim is Law

…where a single parent in Portland still believes that wishing will make it so…

My life goal these days?

It’s simple – getting rid of the toxic crap.

You know what I mean. The habits that only hurt you. The people who only serve to drag you down. The food that doesn’t nourish your body. The ‘can’t do’ attitude that paralyzes you.

And by you I actually mean me.

I’m in the middle of reading a great book by Dean Dwyer called Make Shi(f)t Happen about divesting one’s self of all the ways that we block ourselves, while taking responsibility or ownership of the changes we desire.

The changes we’re totally, completely in control of each and every day (regardless of what we might actually believe deep down inside).

It’s primarily aimed at those trying to lose weight – but the philosophies apply across the board to any situation where you feel stuck.

And you’re right, in one sense – as long as you make it this big unsurmountable problem, you’ll never figure out how to grab onto one teeny-tiny part and just dig in already. (Or come up with all kinds of lame-ass rationalizations about why now’s not the time, or you’re missing one critical component in order to start…) Steve Kamb over at Nerd Fitness talks about this today in An 8-bit Kick in the Ass as well.

And by you I again mean me.

Well, I’m ready to dig in. And in order to do so, I have to also burn down the crap that’s getting in the way of my ability to dig in. Or just move beyond it, or give it any power to derail me.

I was thinking of this today while I went out for my daily #whimstomp to clear out some nagging conversations I’d been having with a few people on Twitter. I put my heavy-duty noise-canceling headphones on, turned the volume way up and got inspiration from the chorus to Atmosphere’s The Best Day:

Every day can’t be the best day
Do what you can right now, don’t hesitate
That’s why we try to make love and get paid
Take the bad with the good, now let’s play

So sure, tires will pick up bolts. Unexpected expenses will sideswipe you, or annoying people who want to pick fights for no good reason will want to commandeer your spare time & attention – even on what started off as a supportive 140c shout-out on Twitter for a friend who needed a lift.

You know what? Don’t let it get to you. Or as my friend @beckyjoj said:

Right hand comes up, brushes off left shoulder, and I walk on.

So my pre-walk Twitter ‘do I follow you?’ philosophy had 2 way-too wordy parts:

  1. be interesting
  2. able to carry on a conversation
  3. My friend Robert Wagner added this 3rd component:

  4. don’t be a celebrity train wreck
  5. While @lelonopo added this pithy gem:

  6. Don’t be an asshole.

But I like what I got to after my 3.2 mi #whimstomp:

Don’t be toxic.

Avoid those who breed toxicity, or who want to suck you into their own toxic environments. Side-step, avoid and/or eradicate anything or anyone that might infect you with toxic crap.

That’s my goal these days.

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