Buckle in folks, it's going to be a bumpy ride. So in my 28 years I have learned that nothing is static and life is one seemingly chaotic hot mess (do kids these days even say 'hot mess' anymore? Comment below if you know). Today's lesson is about how relationships change and how life changes unexpectedly and how you have to adapt to survive.
Many of you do not know me and how wildly unpredictable I truly can be. I am impulsive, rash and indecisive...a mixture for disaster, right? Wrong! I may not always think before I act, but honestly I would rather beg forgiveness than miss out on an opportunity. For example, had I not acted rash 3 years ago and decided to become an adult college student...well I wouldn't have the amazing career I have today. I wouldn't have met my very best friend, who by the way happens to be a male. Oh the scandal...
So my best guy friend happens to be a chat buddy, weird right? We spend countless hours chatting all day about our relationships with other people, making jokes, advising each other on personal matter, did I mention the endless jokes? It is weird talking about him outside a digital format to others, seriously because for one we worked together and two...attractive people of the opposite sex cannot be friends and not be attracted to each other. Apparently being friends with him is outside the norm.
I recently accepted a promotion to a different department and will not be seeing my friend in the office anymore, not that we saw a lot of eachother before. Cube farms have a way of chaining you to your desk. But we still talk just as much as we did before. That has not changed. But my office has...it is scary working somewhere new with people I do not know. You should know I am painfully shy. But on impulse I decided that trying something new is in order...okay here it is...I am ready to go back to school. That is right folks...I am going to once again hit the books and finally get the degree I have always wanted...my PhD. So I am about 4 years away from it...who cares I need to accomplish the goals I set when I was a teenager.
That decision I made this week has really got me evaluating my life in general. Last week I was depressed, nothing seemed like it would fall into place...but I stand here (well technically laying in bed) assessing my life and my goals. I have literally obtained everything I have set my mind to. I am a college graduate, a mother, a good friend, a loving partner and a daughter my parents can be proud of. Sure I march to my own beat, usually it is either scremo or EDM, but it is my beat and my path.
Adapting to the path that is laid before you is essential, see even if you have a great path laid out...you can't anticipate that stupid deer that runs out in front of your car. So what I am 28, I have loads of time to earn my PhD. Why did I decide to keep going, what is my motivation? The truth is, with this new position I realize how my lack of education is negatively affecting my capabilities and my effectiveness. I want to be the best version of myself I can be...that means building up the person I am.
So I buckle down, learn what I can and do as much as I can. That is all I am capable of giving...I am capable of adapting to survive. So on my wall I placed a little self motivation I will share with you, "Why stop at 6 impossibles before breakfast, why not 7 today and 8 tomorrow." It is a quote phrased from Lewis Carroll, with my own twist. Giving myself the motivation to push past the obstacles in front of me and push for more tomorrow because the only easy day, was yesterday.
