I came across his Stop Stealing Dreams talk on TedX and from there on I knew this man had something for me to hear. It’s one of those talks where you knew what he was saying all along but never found the words to express it yourself let alone put anything into practice.
This is a bit over ambitious for me. However, I am going to do this. I am going to make time. Because it’s what I need.
Day 1. Mission Statement
To live a life while earning an income that allows us to experience and enjoy what we can while we have time here.
THIS is living to me.
Handling business during the morning.
Enjoying this crazy city of ours in the afternoons.
Relaxed. At ease. Breathing.
Today I start an entrepreneurial challenge and Day #1 asked… “Whats your mission statement?” This picture is a huge part of it. Something as simple as taking a 3 hour walk through the gardens, appreciating our lives, enjoying our littles, discussing business strategy, not answering calls or texts, and just being in our little moment… this is it.
I’ve growled at my clients for putting up pictures that don’t compliment their marketing or design. Most times their response is “I was in a hurry!” And I completely understand it. In Real Estate, when you have a new listing you want, no, you NEED to tell the world ASAP. So you do what we all do, take quick phone snaps for content to use on your social media.
Last summer I was as pregnant as can be flaunting an itsy bitsy black bikini at the pool. I remember the day Joe bought it for me and boy I couldn’t wait to put it on. Proud as ever of my 8 months very pregnant baby bump and the bodacious body that came along with it, I felt amazing and gorgeous and I knew I glowed and I couldn’t wait to flaunt my new bikini ready body. And I did. And people stared. And I didn’t care because I was loving my skin and the beauty behind growing life within me. With my white pool dress and my movie star glasses I wobbled onto that pool deck like it was a fashion week runway. My confidence was at an all time high. And I took great pleasure in it.
For this project I was commissioned by the owners of a 2 family unit in Bushwick Brooklyn, NY. The renovation consisted of 2 apartments and they created open, sunny, airy spaces with beautiful hardwood floors and sleek white kitchens and bathrooms.
Mommy Confession #1: Sometimes, when the baby is sleeping, and I’m up and about doing household things, I have a mini panic attack, for like 3 seconds, because I remember that there’s a NEW HUMAN in the house and I am responsible for him, and I have to help teach him all these things, and I have to show him the ropes, and I have to nurture him and protect him. Thats the part that scares me the most… protecting him. How?
Leaky, uneven boobs. Saggy, dark, squishy belly skin. Itchy and still painful operation incision. A newborn that nurses on demand at either every 3 hours or every hour and a half, for food and for comfort. I am tired. I am hungry. I am crazed. I am anxious. I hurt.