Two weeks ago I bought my first pair of jeans in eleven years. Yes, that’s right. I haven’t worn pants for eleven years but I’ve been able to dig out boulders in our horse’s yard, garden, play in the snow, and pretty much anything else all in skirts. My reasoning for my choice then isn’t important now. What’s important is that I made a choice to change. Holy cow…I washed them for the first time and now understand the word “muffin top.”
My sweet daughters have lots to say on the matter which I won’t go into. I appreciate their support on my new idea.
Change is hard to think about and even harder to do. I know for myself it’s fear of failure or fear of not being enough or just being lazy. Yet it can be rather fun and exciting when you make a change. Some people won’t like it but evaluate if that’s a good reason not to make a change.
Think about what you’d like to see different. Not changing another person – that doesn’t count and it doesn’t work very well either. What is there in your life that you’d like to see different? Think about what small change you can make that will make a difference in your life? Is there something like tidying up an area in your house?, trying a new food?, not going to a food for comfort?, driving a different way?, reading a book on a completely new subject?, not reacting to your kid like you always do or trying on a new piece of clothing that you keep eyeing at the store? Share with me your thoughts and maybe a new choice.