a real day in my real life (unedited or proofread)
this morning i had to be out of the house by 6:30am. i dont do vertical before like 8-ishso this was already a challenge. i havent slept past 6:30 yet this week, and was even up one day at 4:30 to meet my new hour long commute head on.
Wanna Get Nekkit?
When I was 19, my first hubby didnt think that being an at-home-mom was a lucrative enough endeavor. He was a drug addict, but rather than stop using, he thought I should get a job. We had lots of fights about this, but as you will find by this story, I didnt win many fights in that marriage. He made me sign up to be an Amway Representative. I thought, one day I will look back on this and laugh I guess 14 years isnt quite long enough. I went to all the the big conferences and listened to all of the how to sell a ketchup Popsicle to a woman in white gloves techniques. My sister-in-law at the time, taught me to say Money is no object. I had to practice that more times than my Lamaze breathing exercises. I remember thinking, What is a lie and what is sales and what is dreaming and when does it matter? I learned about posturing and how to look like you know everything and have it all together. Though I never sold an Amway product, I learned to sell me, or at least the form of me I wanted you to buy. At one point I called it Paul Syndrome being all things to all men. It was a clever disguise of my clever disguise. I just referred to it as being relevant (this is a whole nother post ((holy crap that is bad English and I LOVE it))
Jesus Christ, get off the road!
This is just too good to pass up.