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I Think I’m Wonder Woman, Lynda Carter

The other day I had a fleeting thought about how absolutely fantastic it would be when I get to Walmart and forget what I came for, or pull up at the bank drive thru only to realize I left the check at home, or when my son is talking non stop,or when I am trying to make some sense of the 50 million things running through my mind at any given time, that clad in my skinny jeans with my lipgloss poppin’, I could stop WHEREVER I am (spectators welcomed) and do the Wonder Woman twirl. As I’m twirling my wrist cuffs would emit super powers to magically exonerate each task on my to do list, and even quiet a crying or overly talkative child.

Yeah right. Fast forward to a post by Mama Locs regarding her practice of keeping a pen and paper handy to jot down the things she has to do, and another post by Being Mrs. Jones about what she would like her day to look like, I embarked on a journey to find a journal that could fit in my purse and keep my to do lists and daily plans neat, and in one place. Lo and behold I found this at my local Walmart, on clearance!

How Fitting!!
So now..let’s just hope it serves its purpose, and the pages aren’t torn out by a 4 year old, or I don’t write my name 100 times in different penmanship styles (yes, I still doodle)! Here’s to my new journal, and my first step…next week, on the journey to becoming better organized. Will you join me!!!
Do share your tried and true tips for organization, or will you be joining me in trying to organize the mind and tangible clutter in your home and life?!!
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Me, Myself and I

In light of the recent events with the “postal” flight attendant, you know the one who curses out the airline passenger over the intercom, proceeds to crack open a brew and then brazenly lets out the escape chute and takes a slide, it seems more people than not are quietly longing for their own Steven Slater moment.

We’ve all had that split second reaction when we just wanted to scream at the kids, the dog, or whoever was in wrath’s path but just couldn’t because it wasn’t the right thing to do. These moments come all to frequently for me ( I’m just keeping it “real”) but I have become the master at escaping from reality and mentally fleeing to the “Me, Myself, and I” spot in a New York minute.

“Me, Myself and I” spot? Glad you asked, in this space I control my emotions, and loud outbursts and cursing are not allowed! Being here allows me to edit my thoughts and strategically plan out my next move or spoken words. It seems as though when we lash out at others we are allowing them to secretly control parts of our being and that is not cool. Combating someone else’s foolishness with a calm head and a if we weren’t in this office, school, house etc. smirk lets them know who truly has the upperhand in the situation.

Having a mental and a physical “Me, Myself and I” place has saved many from a few choice words on more than one occasion. I have often counted down the hours until I can get to my tangible place. That place is a hot shower or bubble bath, where I can pray, think through my frustrations and leave them, reemerging with a clear head and refreshed attitude. I strongly suggest if you don’t have a ” Me, Myself and I” place, find one…it’s fab there!

Do share…where is your place?

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