Specialize in sales training and coaching for management and agents. Poet, published a book (Where I Stood), podcaster & doing spoken word on YouTube (Tornado Torres). Dealer in NASA based green technology (Krypto Marketing on Facebook).
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Taking The First Step
Good morning on this glorious Monday. Today is the second Monday of 2021 and it seems like we are on a fast track straight to hell. 2020 was bad enough and the road ahead looks dark. Just because the world is going crazy does not mean we have to lose ourselves or lose hope. I am sure we all made New Year’s resolutions and by now we have abandoned most of them. That is human nature. We tend to say we will do this and that tomorrow or next week and then we slip up and we put it off again or abandon those goals all together. I recently did a podcast episode about focusing on just one goal. That one goal that will ultimately lead to other goals coming into fruition naturally. My goal is just making sure I exercise every day. I know for me if I exercise every day, I will automatically eat better. I am not putting in all of that work for nothing. Treadmills are great for burning calories and keeping active, but I don’t want my goals to be on a treadmill. I am automatically going to feel better if I am exercising and eating better and I will find myself making other improvements and being a lot more productive in other areas of my life without even thinking about it. By focusing on exercising every day, my entire life will probably change for the better.
Everybody is screwed up in their own little way. If you are looking for a career and you don’t have a violent criminal record, get into psychology. People seem to be twisted 137 different ways. I have seen that the most put together people sometimes are the most twisted. I don’t hide my issues, matter of fact I take pride in them so I’m like ahead of the game. I’m lying. Let’s move on. Trigger words. There are words that trigger a certain type of anger in different people. That doesn’t mean that the triggered person is the one with the issues. I just want to point that out.
Not Without My Phone
Silence is golden, duct tape is silver. Actually, duct tape comes in a lot of colors nowadays. It’s great. I love it. Give me some duct tape and cardboard and I’m a happy camper. Even then, I have to have my cell phone with me. Even if I am not on it or using it, it has to be near me. I have left my house a couple of times without my wallet and panicked slightly but if I leave without my cell phone, my life is over. I can’t function, I feel completely naked and vulnerable. I didn’t even really have a cell phone until I was in my 30’s and even then, I barely used it. It was a cool thing to have but half the time I forgot I even had one. All that time I spent wondering around life with no cell phone, how the hell did I function? My dependency on my cell phone is so ridiculous that I can’t even go to the bathroom without it. I will put the situation on hold and go run and grab my cell phone and then run back to the toilet. Ten minutes later, I have lost all feeling in my legs. I am always in a hurry and never have time for anything but God forbid I pick up my phone and start scrolling, checking messages or playing a game and time gets lost. It is hard to believe that I lived for so long without one.
It is indeed a magnificent and marvelous Monday. The election is over and only God knows if there is any hope for the United States of America. I did not like either candidate. I don’t think I have liked a single candidate in over a decade. I am not even sure an old school cartel boss could help us at this point, although it would be very interesting. So, I will take on the Texas spirit of "In God we trust" and pray, a lot. Politics aside these bills don’t pay themselves. We are embarking on a fresh week, fresh goals, fresh opportunities and hopefully fresh underwear because that’s important. While you’re at it, put on some fresh socks. It is getting colder outside and no one wants to smell your feet.
Crazy or Genius?
I am going to begin this article by confessing that I am indeed a bi-polar Gemini. I started writing an article on another topic and mid sentence, flashed and flipped the script. Now before I get into the topic, I want to clarify that Gemini’s are not two faced. Yes, we can switch it up, but for good reason. For example, just now, my voices reminded me of something causing me to flip. When I say voices most people think ah this chick is crazy. I read a quote the other day that described me perfectly. “If you see me talking to myself please do not disturb, I am in a staff meeting.” And that is exactly what it is. When I am talking to myself, I am in a staff meeting. I have made people nervous because I talk to myself publicly without always realizing it. I am talking full on facial expressions and hand movement and when they stop and look at me or say my name, I get irritated because they interrupted me. I talk to myself in the shower all the time. I need a waterproof recording device so I can remember all these genius thoughts. My shower talks are like my dreams, I do not always remember them after the fact. My ex before last caught me talking to myself in the shower and totally freaked. She brought me my breakfast and then retreated to the other side of the room with a look of horror on her face. She couldn’t appreciate the genius. People who talk to themselves really get a bad rap. We all think out loud and that is considered normal, but do it passionately and you’re crazy. I have even had people tell me "It is ok if you talk to yourself, just don’t answer yourself." Well how else am I supposed to get the answer? Not answering myself would be crazy. Then in desperation, they reply with "Well as long as you don’t argue with yourself." But I do. And sometimes I lose. Can you fathom how frustrating is? Then I am mad at myself and then I won’t talk to me for at least 33 minutes. Those 33 minutes feel like years.
Forgiveness Is No Fun
Forgiving people sometimes just plain sucks. Having the capacity to forgive someone is an admirable quality. I admire people who are able to forgive quicker than most. I have read books on forgiveness, listened to lectures and heard about forgiveness plenty in church. Forgiving, much like dieting and refraining from online order sprees, is so much easier said than done and not nearly as much fun as other things. I have seen so many movies and TV shows where someone is hellbent on revenge and at the last minute has some sort of spiritual awakening and refrains from the kill shot or kill blow. I find those moments very disappointing. Two shows I like very much are Blacklist and Wentworth. In Blacklist the main character always takes the kill shot. Even if he forgives them, it is a matter of principle. He is my favorite. In Wentworth the main character in the first couple of seasons gets her revenge. Someone almost talked her out of it too, but she followed through. In the following episode someone asked her if it was worth it and she said yes. Finally. That is what I like to hear. Usually the answer is no with some long sad and pathetic explanation and I want to throw my shoe at the TV. Often times people say you won’t feel any different or you won’t feel any better if you do this to them or do that to them. I beg to differ and I have two questions for those people. How do you know and why not? There are a handful of people I would like to crack in the mouth and I have no doubt that I would feel better after. I would probably relive that moment in my head repeatedly and sleep a whole lot better at night. My hand might hurt a bit after but man the pain would be worth it. When someone tells me I need to forgive, it makes it worse. Add another resentment to the list.
Monday mornings are not welcomed with open hearts and arms. Most people dread Monday. I wrote this short article as a quick pick me up. I understand we live in a drive-through same-day delivery society and we never have time for anything unless we lose track of time scrolling, or we’re watching Netflix. One of my jobs is doing three-minute surveys, and they spend two minutes explaining to me they don’t have time.