Queen Bees, we do A LOT. We work, we raise our busy bees, we take care of ourselves physically and spiritually AND we look damned good doing it! What we DON'T do enough of, is take care of our emotional selves. We feel like we need to take care of everybody else and let other people weigh us down with THEIR emotional baggage. We have enough of our own! No matter how organized you are at work, or how many routines you have down at home, if you don't get rid of the un-necessary clutter in your head, you will not be able to soar to your full potential. Let 2008 be the year that you prioritize EVERYTHING, including your personal time. How much time are you spending arguing with people over irrelevant things? How much time do you spend nurturing one-sided relationships? How much time do you spend around negative people who only want to infect you with their misery? Or people who try to make you feel guilty because of the good choices you have made in your life? Your goal for this year is to make sure your answer is ZERO. Queen Bees, our time is very precious, and it is not to be wasted, so the time is NOW to tell all the Wanna Bees in your life to BUZZ OFF!
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Creative Crisis
I'd like to think that I am a very creative person, and although I enjoy my job (especially the pay:) ) it seems to me that I should be doing something different. I have and have had a few creative side hustles that I have loved, that haven't been quite as lucrative as what I do now. Now every Queen Bee knows that it is more important to be content with yourself than to have a big paycheck (well, that's what I hear anyway), but the truth is I am not unhappy, I am just not as happy as I think I would be if I was using the right side of my brain a little more. I know that a Queen Bee such as myself can chart her own destiny based on her interest and even though it comes with risks, it would work out in the end...I guess I am not sure that it would work out before my home was foreclosed or my car was repossessed...which is why, for now, I have chosen to stay in my current profession and entertain my creative flights of fancy on a part-time basis.
BUT, a Queen Bee learns from her mistakes and the mistakes of others. My parents discouraged me from focusing on my creative interests - in the end, my master's degree is not really related to my bachelor's degree and my specialist's degree is only vaguely related to my master's degree - and I am still searching to find out what I am really meant to do. We will make sure that Sprite and Danger Boy are exposed to many different opportunities so they can figure out what things interest them most, and then we will support (hopefully not financially for too long into their adult lives) them to make sure that they can turn their interest into profitable careers. After all, who is going to take care of us when we are old (but you know Superwomen are never old, whatever their age may be)
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Friday, January 4, 2008
Healthy Hell
I love a challenge. And not in the trite or unauthentic way that the phrase is usually used, but sincerely. I believe that all the drama and obstacles and seemingly insurmountable odds that I have met have made me the strong, resilient and optimistic person that I am today. Recently, after a particularly frustrating staff meeting, many sympathetic people came to tell me that everything would be fine and that people would adapt to the changes, but it would take time. I just smiled and told them that I loved my job. A couple gave me a puzzled smile back, as if questioning whether or not I was being sarcastic. I responded by saying that I truly did and every experience, negative or positive, is an opportunity to learn. At that meeting I learned that no amount of bickering would actually cause my head to explode, no matter how it may feel at the moment. I found that to be a valuable and reassuring lesson - truly, not sarcastically. No matter how bad things get or how bad they seem, eventually it passes...unless of course...you pass first...
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