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I hate that moment…the one when…Bertha…shakes me…reminding me that the blog isn’t going to write itself…AKA…quit playing on social media…and get to work…so…here I am…writing…

I have to wonder…why am I procrastinating today…I’ve been up three hours…plenty of time to write the blog and play…then…I remember…that’s pretty much what the blog is about today…hmmm…

I’m working on a story for the Bertha sequel…that’s about digging holes…not the kind for planting plants…or anything fun like that…it’s more about digging myself pretty deep into a hole…before I take corrective action…

I wish I could say that this is one of the stories I wrote…just because…not because it applied to me…unfortunately…not the case…

As I look back over the years…I easily see a pattern…weight…relationships…finances…I’ve tended to dig down to rock bottom before I made positive changes…the kicker is…if I’d changed eating habits…when my pants first felt snug…instead of buying larger pants while eating a Twinkie…I would never be faced with an overwhelming task…of losing weight…

And…it’s the same with any situation where I’ve found myself in the bottom of a hole…trying to climb out…I didn’t have to be there…

Luckily…Bertha…is helping me…with her nagging…I mean guidance…I’m learning to trust my intuition…to be gentler with myself…to set boundaries and enforce them…to forgive the past and go forward…

I still have some climbing to do…I’m not out of all of the holes yet…but…thankfully…she hid the shovel…hopefully where I can’t find it…

Jane