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Daily Greatness Journal...

Taking a short break from attempting to redraft an abstract for my thesis - oy vey! - to tell you about my new project for staying sane.


My mother-in-law recently gifted me this (that is, she gave me money for Mother's Day - I know, isn't she sweet, she really didn't have to get me anything at all, and I bought this with it). It is a journal for pulling your sh!t together, to put it bluntly. It is all about upgrading yourself, digging deep to expose your brilliant self, the 'you' that is hidden under all the crud that is negative self-talk and distraction and whatnot.

So, I'm going to give this a red hot go because I know I am better than the person I march out the door every morning or, for that matter, the person who mopes about the house when she doesn't have to march out the door. There is a good heart beneath the furrowed lines on my forehead. Lots of people don't know that; they can't see it. A few people can, and to me, those people are gold, but really I would like more people to see me for who I am behind this resting bitchface.

Besides, no one is perfect. We can all do better, be better. 

The book is a step-by-step guide to developing long-term goals, a mission statement, to reflecting on attitudes, and thinking creatively. It encourages the user to set aside time morning and night to actively intentionally think about their life, day, week, goals, feelings, behaviour, attitudes. I think this can be very beneficial for me. It may very well prevent me from letting my anxieties run away with me. It might help me upgrade my time management skills. I'm hoping it will keep me on track to revealing more of the person I know I can be.




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