I Love that my 12 y;ear old still loves the fresh fallen snow. Her excitement when her neighbor comes home so they can go sledding together. She waited anxiously at the window. Watching and waiting for her to come home. She is so sweet.
SO, I think I am going to be a little boring here. I am just going to write a little bit each day about my day. Or at least try to. November 20th and I am catching up on weekend work.
I made brussel sprouts and my house smells like a fart. It is really clean though!
Back to work. I think I have to go and through them out first. P.U!!!
This is a big one. For the FIRST time I saw a glimmer of hope. I watched my numbers on my team rise, I watched my active number reach 32, and for the first time, my commission check was a little over $3000. OMG. My goal was 33 and $3000, but I will take this.
My team was on fire!!! I had girls with higher sales than I have ever seen. I see hope in their eyes and feel it when I talk to them. There is a good thing happening here.
VP is around the corner for me. We are building towards it. I know we can get it. This IS going to work. VP in March. THAT is the next big scary hairy goal, and I WILL achieve it.
My daughter and I had a really great talk. At first it wasn't. At first it was a lot of clarification of our miscommunication. You see, my daughter is the queen of persistence and when she gets something in her head it is hard to get it out.
Last night when she presented me with her idea and I told her I was not going to support it, she walked away and refused to talk to me. After spending a day wondering if I had completely failed in parenting, she clarified that she and her friend have been talking about what it would be like to experiment. She brought it up to me because she wanted to see if I was still open to talking to her about anything. She felt I was not open after our brief conversation.
Our conversation led to basically a breakdown of my daughter because she has taken on too many college courses and has joined WAY to many clubs. She has over extended herself because she is terrified she won't get into a good college. THIS IS A SMART KID. I can tell her she will get into a college, but she is not going to believe anything I say because it is coming from me.
Ugh, parenting is so hard sometimes.
Now, we got things figured out, but I have to say, I know this is not the end of this. She knows I thoughts and my feelings, but she also has the teenage brain. However, I feel I said too much of how I was feeling based on how open our conversations can be. I feel I left her feelings on insecurity and doubt. These are similar feelings I felt growing up and I KNOW how she is feeling. I am kicking myself, but also can't over think. I didn't know how to express what I was feeling, so I wrote down a few of my thoughts and had her read them. Honestly, she needed to know. She expects me to respect her teenage thought process, but at the same time doesn't respect my mom thought process. I had to explain to her I am NOT her best friend. I am her parent and I don't have to agree with her decisions. It is my job to guide her. I think she has forgotten that. Maybe she never really understood this.
Now we march forward and continue to move on. I know this conversation happened and I will forever be on guard and know that the call will come when she needs me to come and pick her up.
Oh my gosh. My brain is filled with "mommy' worry today. My oldest daughter who tells me EVERYTHING, including things I don't want to hear (like when she plays kissie face with her ex-boyfriend). Last night she told me something that has made me sick to my stomach all day long.
She told me her group of friends have been talking about experimenting with alcohol. She said they would be "safe". Holy crap. Seriously, this is the kid I have been so proud of because of the good choices she HAS been making. How she has left friend groups because they have started "partying". I thought John and I have actually done something right. We had raised her good. Great morals. Open communication. The ability for her to completely be herself.
Well, that is what she is doing. She is completely being herself. She is expressing to me her thoughts and desires and she was asking for my feedback. My feedback...
My feedback included of the immediate feeling to vomit on the floor. Immediate stomach cramps. Immediate red flags saying NO NO NO NO NO!!!! I expressed this to her and her words to me were "Well, if you want open communication, you are not going to get it anymore". This made me SO sad, SO HEART SICK AND SAD. I cannot agree with this AND I told her that. However, I too was a teenager, and I was not totally innocent. I CAN say, I was better than my sister and my friends. I also grew up in a small town and didn't even see marijuana until college and STILL haven't seen all the other stuff that is out there. She is growing up in a completely different place AND time.
Part of this is selfish too. I worry about what people will think of John and I as parents. BECAUSE, kids talk, and now she will be lumped in with the "rest" of them who party. A bigger part of me is worried because she doesn't know exactly what this is like. She doesn't understand how you think you can do anything. You think you act normal and you don't. You think you are invincible and her brain just isn't ready for this yet. She doesn't get that when she makes this choice and shares it with her brother, it is going to give him permission in his head to do it too. She doesn't get that if she gets caught, this could impact her future. If she drives and kills someone, she can go to jail, This is more than just experimenting. This is RISKY behavior, and I want more for my children than that. I don't care if she thinks I am being closed minded. This is something I cannot get behind her on. I will not be that parents who okays this in high school. I will not be that parent who has to keep secrets from friends because I hear things about their children. NOT after the car accident this fall. I can't believe she is even considering this because of how she reacted from Trushna. and the accident. I totally understand this age and how kids think they know everything. I just am sad that she thinks this is an okay path to go down just because she is in high school. I can't believe she is OKAY with now being clumped into the same category as girls like Olivia and the other "populars". I am just sick to my heart.
I don't want her to close herself off to me. I just want her to make the right choice in this situation. I let it go when she told me about how "far" she went with her boyfriend. She wasn't in a life and death situation. Drugs and alcohol are TOTALLY different. Your judgement is impaired and even though your friends "SAY" they are okay, their judgement is impaired and because YOUR judgement is impaired, you are now risking your life. Call me an over reactor, whatever, There was at least ONE person killed or critically injured in my high school every year because of bad choices with alcohol. That was a small high school. Her school is quadruple the size. The incident with her classmates can easily AND will be repeated if more people think it is "OKAY" to say yes.
I am heart sick.
Today I feel really thankful. As I was finishing up cleaning the kitchen from our day of cooking muffins and chili yesterday , I was able to move next to the laundry, sweep the floor, recreate my dying flowers arrangements, and make and drink my coffee.
I KNOW I have a ton of work I could be doing, but I also know the workload of “catching up” has been decreasing and it opens my mind to be able to relax just a bit.
I am on my journey and loving it. I feel grateful and fortunate. I listen so so many of my friends who complain about their work. My parties are sometimes filled with people complaining about their jobs, looking for a new one, and just overall not happy with their life. I want so bad to be able to convince them there is something different. However, I also feel that what I do is not for everyone. It takes a certain kind of motivation and determination to be able to do what I do and be successful at it. It is not for everyone. Sometimes I wonder if I can do it, and then I sit back and remember all I am grateful for and know I CAN AND WILL. I was chosen to be on this path and this path is a great one for me.
However, there is this underlying fear that something will happen that takes this sense of peace away from me and when that thought comes up it scares me. I have to consciously have to push those thoughts away and “think happy thoughts”. Sounds silly, I know, but that is what I need to do. I am a big manifester and I manifest a happy life, and happy existence. I manifest LOVE , and good marriage, happy and secure children, happy dogs, and living my dream.
What is my dream? Well, there was one day I was in the shower coming up with a way to describe why I do what I do. I had the words written perfectly out in my head, but then did not put them on paper. I know a version of why I do what I do, but wish I would have written it down. It wasn’t my DREAM entirely, but it was part of my vision for why I do what I do.
I GET to help people create. I GET to help people dream. I GET to help people see there may be another answer. I GET TO HELP. I feel I am on the verge of exploding with this concept when I am out there talking about my job, the products I share, and why I do what I do, but I also feel there is a level of “unsmoothness” and I get nervous, have doubts in my head it may sound corney, and then I mess up the entire message of what I am saying. I leave it with a light hearted “okay, I got that part over with, let’s move on now” attitude. I am perfectly aware that when I do this I am short falling my vision I have of the potential I can see in the people in the room. I need to work on that.
My new WHY. Why do I need a new WHY?? What IS a WHY??? A Why is a reason. Whenever a person starts something new, they have a reason. Relationships, parenthood, pets, job, etc... WHY. Sometimes that why is money based and sometimes it is love/emotional based. If the reason IS money based, then the emotion behind it must somewhere, or your why will fizzle. Emotion drives you to stick with something. It drives you to STAY and work harder. Can you imagine if you became a parent for the financial reasons? Oh, now we get a child credit on taxes YAY! Oh, now the baby isn't letting us sleep. Let's give her back... NO, it doesn't work that way. LOVE and EMOTION need to be the drivers of your why AND you need to have a goal. If you don't have a goal, do you really have a why?
So, now I find myself needing a new why. I have had a number of why's for doing what I do, but each why has been met with a goal, and each goal has been achieved.
If I am going to talk specifically, I started in direct sales because I needed money. I LOVED the product and knew I could share it. I also had young children and wanted to spend more time with them, so I needed another income so I could take summers off from my job. MONEY and LOVE.
It was the reason of both that kept me going. MONEY was the reason I could keep going too. I was actually accomplishing my goal and living my WHY. Now I needed another.
My next WHY was HUGE!!! It also was attached to a big money goal. I needed to make enough money so I could QUIT my full time job and finally be the stay at home mom I had always dreamed of AND still contribute to the household income. After goal setting and family discussions of what this looked like, a lot of hard work, many sleepless nights, sacrificing time WITH my family, I ACHIEVED WHAT I SET OUT TO DO!!! Done. I quit my job. Now I am a stay at home mom with a thriving direct sales business. I did it. I am happy. I am satisfied.
Then I stop to think. Am I really satisfied? Part of me is. HAPPY, yes. very much so. However, I know there is more. If I stay "satisfied" will I lose my passion? The simple answer is yes. I need a new WHY. I need a reason to continue working hard. I need a goal, and I need my WHY to be able to be envisioned. What do I see myself doing, and how am I going to get there?
I see myself standing on a stage. There are thousands of people in the room and all eyes are on me. I start to speak. People listen. When I am finished, people are happy. They feel good. They feel like they can accomplish ANYTHING. For the time, they feel enough and that feeling will put them into a forward motion of setting those goals to be the best version of themselves. I helped that happen. I want to help people live up to their potential and become the best version of themselves. Live more enriching lives. That is what I want to do.
How do I put that into a why?
My WHY is now this.
The reason I share these products is to help people see how easy it is to make small changes that will help them life a healthier and more fulfilled life. I share the business opportunity because I have witnessed first hand how even small financial changes can impact a person. As the numbers grow on my team, the number of people who I have helped live a more enriched life grow. The more people I help doubles every time I help ONE person, because now THAT person will believe in themselves and share their experience with another. I want to help build confidence in people so they can help build confidence in others. I want to be a change maker.
I feel like I still need to condense and simplify this. I need to take a walk and squirrel hunt with my sweet dog... This WHY is "too be continued"...
I just need to dump out my issues here. Write them down. From September 2-15, 3 people in my families lives have died.
I have the Rotavirus. UGH... Ran to the bathroom at 4 a.m. to get rid of the veggies I ate for dinner...
Super frustrated. I didn't screw on the top of my daughter's tea mug today and she spilled it all over her leg causing burns. She has homecoming this weekend and she has a short dress.....
I accidentally left my $100 basket at my last hostess's house AND she said she divided up to her friends because she thought that is what she was supposed to do!!! WHAT?????????
I am supposed to write a training on team culture and so far, I haven't started. I am going through the motions of my team management, but not feeling it right now. I have had SO many different emotions going through my brain these past few weeks I can't even describe it.
PLUS, my poor mom has been sick and in so much pain from an abdominal infection
and it makes me SO sad to talk to her. I want to help, but I can't. I can only pray she gets the healing she deserves.
ok. That is all I am going to complain about now. Tomorrow is a new day.
Disclaimer... Major grammatical errors :)
When you're on day 3 of the Rotavirus, it's your daughter's 17th birthday and you go to make her breakfast, trip up the stairs (while holding a knife you retrieved from her room after late night eating), bruise the heck out of your shin as you fall to the floor screaming only to have her tell you she is too stressed about her tests, so she is not hungry... You drive your kids to school, your son forgets his Mac Book so you drop him off, go home to retrieve it, only to have your crazy wiener dog jump out of the car and chase a squirrel, then run a whole block while you are running after him yelling JACKSON, (remember the rotavirus?). THEN.... after returning from dropping off the mac book you try to take a nap, but your mind is racing with everything you have NOT done the last 2 days so you get up, decide to be nice to the birthday girl and do her laundry, only to discover the clothes you are folding are dirty as you discover her dirty THONG underwear (yes, she wears dental floss) wrapped in her shorts. AND THEN... you can't keep anything in your system so your gluten free diet is sabotaged by yummy SALTINES because your doctor says YOU HAVE TO EAT SOMETHING. What do you do?
I eat those saltines, and my bananas, stay close to the bathroom and THANK GOD I have the job I have.
Oh my gosh. What is a squirrel?? You all know it as a furry and cute creature who gathers nuts and runs up trees. Here is what I see it as... a distraction. A diversion. Something that takes us off a path of normalcy.
I wrote about my friend Anna. That was September 2nd. that she passed. Well, here we are on the 16th. In this past week my husband lost his favorite uncle, Pat. This was the guy who fished, hung out, and made everyone feel Special.
Here is a bigger OMG... Taite lost a classmate this week. This person chose to skip out on school early, NOT wear a seatbelt, and was ejected from the car. OMG. That is all I have to say. In fact, I am going to pause...
I am back finishing the draft I started on Friday. Taite is at the funeral. She spent the weekend with friends. They attended the wake, and now they are together again. The classmate was half Ojibwe. She has been around his family and is seeing the traditions of the tribe along with the outreach of support. Every time I look at her, she just looks sad. This kids wasn't her close friend, but was close friends with SOME of her close friends. He was her classmate and he died in a car crash that could have been avoided. 4 other people where in the car. 2 are still in the hospital. 1 is on life support. I pray for those kids, and I pray for the parents. WORST nightmare ever.
These past 2 weeks have brought out SO much reflection. How short and precious life is and how we all need to slow down and take time to be thankful for our health and our lives. Don't take small things for granted. Hug those you love. Tell people around you that you love them. Don't be afraid to show your emotions. Cry, talk, just be real...
Jackson didn't go on a walk today. He has been a little panicky. Every time I walk to the door he follows me, thinking I am going to leave him. Funny dog. He did ride with me to drop the kids off at school. He saw a squirrel and did his famous SQUIRREL SCREAM. It was so funny.
I am not really feeling funny right now. I actually don't feel good. That is what alfredo sauce and lactose sensitive will do to a person. OH, but it was SO good. I think I may take a nap. Good thing I wrote that down, because I usually don't like to admit that. I just don't feel good.