This new job that I visualized and intended into my life.
I visualized working from home, work-life harmony (not balance, I’m still saying “screw work-life balance…it’s over rated”), innovation, a healthy team, no commute, time to exercise, time to meditate, time to cook, time to write, and a FULFILLING job.
And I got it all.
And today I found out that I really, really, got it all.
I woke up, and I could have “worked” in my pjs, but I took a shower and got dressed because…I don’t know… it’s habit?
And thank goodness because we meet via live meetings, and I was on camera today.
The meeting was amazing. My team is real. Just people being themselves. The company is innovative. My job description is ME.
I exercised. I meditated. I’m writing. John’s cooking (listen, he likes to cook).
And I’m so glad I pushed through doubt and accepted that I am worthy of what I want.
Angie, being Angie. A perfectly imperfect woman, daughter, friend, mother, and wife. I’m a lover and a fighter. I’m up, and I’m down. I succeed. I fuck up. (I cuss). I hope people see things here and in my writing they only think to themselves and are inspired to be unashamed of who they are.
Let’s live life… out loud.