Little Miss Humble? Or Mister Big Ego?

Little Miss Allison - no ego.

I posted just last week about not knowing what I want to be when I grow up. – Read: When I Grow Up I Wanna Be a Firetruck.

I can’t get this off my mind. I have been thinking and thinking and mulling this idea over in my head and my heart. It all boils down to, “Why did I ever stop doing the things I loved?”

The only tangible reason I can think of was that I was worried about getting hurt.

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Stop Playing the Victim

“You are not the victim of your choices.”

The other day I was wallowing in self-pity – another day of not doing. I hadn’t worked toward any of my goals. The manufacturers of my living room couch just had to make it so incredibly comfortable, didn’t they? Facebook needed so much of my attention. I wasn’t feeling like my futile attempts were getting me anywhere, so why bother? I was playing the victim role – even though the situation I was in was totally in my control.

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The Fits

Last week I took Toddler to the park and I thought things were going great. We were playing (OK, she was playing and I was sitting at the picnic table enjoying an iced coffee) and generally enjoying ourselves. I thought to myself, “Today is the day I am going to let as much time pass as possible and tire her out so she isn’t a raging lunatic when we try to head to the car.”

I am an idiot.

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