Moving on UP

I started training for my "promotion" today.  After weeks and weeks of talking about it, it finally happened!  I wish the new pay would have started today too...but that's just wishful thinking!  I had a lot of fun and it was nice to do something out of normal routine.  Yes, yes, this will become normal for me eventually...but for now, it's fun learning!

I often think back to where I was x amount of years ago.  Two years ago, my marriage had just fallen apart and I couldn't get myself out of bed.  And now I'm jumping out of bed (well...more like dragging, I like my sleep) to get to work, dropping Emma off at kindergarten (holy crap!).  I've got it all down.  I stop at the gas station in the morning to get gas, grab a juice (although now I'll be getting hot chocolate since there is freaking SNOW on the ground), chit chat with the nice lady behind the corner and start my battle through traffic to get to work in my big fancy building.  I feel like I belong there now.  Two years ago I would NEVER have imagined myself in this new life.  And it feels awesome.  Beyond awesome.

It's been a long process to get here.  And sure, I still have my "weaknesses", but compared to two years ago, I'm a whole new person.  I've learned more about myself than I thought possible - about my strength, my courage, my heart.  I've also pin pointed areas I need to work on, especially when it comes to dating - but I'll get that straightened out eventually.

I've been through some pretty crappy things in my short 28 years, but the fact that I'm still standing, stronger than ever with a smile on face, shows what a kick ass person I am.

Enough ego boosting.  Phrase of the day: "Nothing is Impossible."

Blue Suede Shoes

I bought a new pair of high heels.  They're adorable.  Royal blue, suede, super tall.  They're fun.  They make me feel good.  But they hurt.  They kill my feet.  But I don't stop wearing them.  Were they worth the money?  Was that a wise investment?  Probably not.  I'm just paying for pain.

I've found dating to be like trying to find the perfect pair of shoes.  You see them on the shelf, you try them on, you walk around in the store and you fall in love.  But then you look at the price.  Are you willing to spend that much?  It seems like a good deal so you buy them.  The next day when you're wearing them for eight hours and you'd rather walk on broken glass than wear those shoes...you get bombarded with regret.  I spent my hard earned money on something I'm growing to detest!

The key to dating, in my opinion, is knowing you're worth.  Instead of asking if the shoe is worth the price, ask yourself if the shoe is worthy of you.  Know your worth and don't settle for less.  You can confess your love to the shoe all you want, but if it's not returned...if you can't wear the shoe without being in pain...what's the point?

So now I'm left with these awesome pair of shoes - ones that made me feel amazing - but wearing them hurts.  I keep thinking to myself that maybe if I just break them in they won't hurt so much.  But is a broken heart - correction, broken feet - worth it?