I remember the days of being so stressed,
so anxious.
About money.
About deadlines.
About time, how much I needed, how little I had. (Same stresses over money, really!)
I remember getting headaches from constantly running the numbers, the one month when vision therapy for one of the kids was more than our mortgage, and — in my opinion — more important. Back then, we had LITTLE more leeway. Because checks were written and didn’t cash RIGHT AWAY. Otherwise known as “the float.” lol..
Anyway, I felt so… small.
So insignificant,
SUCH a failure, a disappointment.
Granted, I always “woman-ed up,”
you know, did what I had to do.
I always somehow EEKED it out.
I paid today and paid tomorrow and made enough to pay again the next day.
BUT, here’s what fell by the wayside, aside from my personal peace and well-being, of course:
My bigger dreams and goals.
Any plans NOT solely focused on surviving and paying today’s bills always fell off the list.
The marketing plans and assets that COULD have and WOULD have had me in a better $$ position NEXT month.
THIS is the stuff that didn’t get done.
BUT THIS WAS NOT A “TIME” THING.
You see, most of my time during those days wasn’t spent on the true actionable hustle. 
It was wasted… spent in a mild panic:
💥 worrying,
💥 stressing, and
💥 feeling small and impotent and sorry for myself.
Frankly, I was simply existing on those days. Just above panic, praying for rescue, but not taking action on the very things that would help me NOT NEED to be rescued the following month.
NOT a fun time.
And I knew that I SHOULD have “snapped out of it,”
but I didn’t feel like I could.
I tried.. willing myself to smile, to be present, to just stop the anxiety spins.
by the way, I didn’t just have “cold sweats” at night,
I had cold sweats during the DAY,
and if you know what THAT feels like,
well.. I feel you.
Anyway, somewhere along the way, I learned a little trick. And I’m a bit ashamed that I’ve never shared it before. The trick was simple: I’d play Make-Believe.
Now, don’t click away just yet.
I WOULD do the hustle. I WOULD sell. I WOULD follow up. I would do the work, of course!
But first…
I would go to my proverbial phone booth.
I would dig deep and find the BADASS me,
the one that KNEW that all of this was temporary,
the one that KNEW that my dreams weren’t just “dreams” but something 100% worthy of my all-out pursuit,
something I was CALLED to do…
And I would BE that woman…
Now, I’m a realist.
So, I didn’t have any fantasy of being THAT woman,
THAT future version of me
forever and ever amen…
But for an hour,
for even two hours,
I could wear the cape, woman!
I could show up at my laptop,
I could face and serve my clients,
I could follow up with prospects,
I could create a sales proposal,
as the ME that was confident, playing to win, and going all in.
THAT I could do.
THIS is what stopped the cold sweats,
THIS powerful follow-through allowed me to show up for my goals, and not just WISH for them.
And you
can do
the same.
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