My life at 52: a quick retrospective

Holy Cow – 52!  I still feel about 28 in my head (16 if I’m at a Cookie show!) so writing those numbers out and making them real isn’t too fun.

But it is what it is (as the kids say).

Looking back at this day last year, I remember that Duty was away on business, my work showered me with love and a cake I hated (but then BrokerBoy (and his wife) made it right) and I was eating a Paleoriffic diet and felt good.  I had no idea how different things would look just 365 days later.

A Quick Retrospective of a year well lived (or something)

This time last year:

• Max and Lucie were still hanging in there, celebrating along and keeping me company.  I miss them both every single day.
• I was stuck working full-time with BrokerBoy while also doing my cage duties full-time.  The stress was pretty wretched.  I was unhappy most of the day.  He treated me decently (for the most part until MinionBoy came into the picture and I was no longer the confidant of choice) but carrying both jobs and feeling crappy at both wasn’t a recipe for joy.
• Practically Intuitive was chugging along, having risen from the dead of that summer when I realized I couldn’t add yet another “job” into the mix.  Things had gone quiet (as they do during the summer, it seems) and I was just floating.  But when I realized how much energy I was giving to BB and not to my own self and my business, I realized my priorities were hella outta whack.

Things are so so so different now.  But what a ride it’s been from when I walked out those doors of former employer on March 22nd.

• Crossfit! WTF??  While I know I got there by the very grace of God, my Guides and the nudge of my pal AJ, I  somehow got there.  And I’m staying there.  I’ve written about how empowering it feels to do things with my body that I didn’t know I could do.  It’s impacted every area of my life, as far as I can tell. How cool is that?  Duty got me some kettlebells for my birthday and I am committed to using them.   If you had told me all this last year, I pretty much would have laughed in your face (but nicely, as is my wont).  And yet, here I am.
•  Working as a solo-preneur – woot!  Happy beyond measure to do the work of my soul full-time but I’ll tell ya, it’s been a rocky road getting there.  Experiencing major success right off the bat ($6000 in two weeks) and then hard-core crashing and running into a closet over a remark someone made to me. (“Who are you to charge these fees??”) It took me the better part of the summer to find my way out of that closet and own “who I was” to charge what I do.  And now, working with a real biz coach who is really helping me step up my game and do things very differently.  It stirs up my fears and my worries but that’s a sign I’m way outta my comfort zone.  And that is where I must be if I’m going to do this work successfully in this world.
• Life with a puppy is never dull.  Brogan has brought joy into our lives that we didn’t know we needed.  He’s gotten us up off the couch, out to the dog park where we have made some nice friends who are local.  He’s gotten me to take him for walks, helping me get even more into my body.  This is about as close a foray into child-care as we dare go and it’s quite enough, thankyouverymuch.  (Still think we would have been divorced if we had a child!)

I have a wonderful life for which I am so grateful.

I’m healthy, getting down into my body all the time (thanks to my Crossfit trainer!) and am perched on the edge of taking PI to new heights.

That’s pretty damn awesome.

Happy birthday to me, indeed.