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Today, I mourn the loss of my excuses. We had a good run; they were always there to comfort and support me in times of need, in times of duress. But, they can no longer survive in the successful business mindset I have created for myself and my clients. As I got ready for a speaking engagement earlier this week, I was reminded of the first time I addressed a room. I was nervous and my computer had crashed so I wasn’t prepared. “I don’t have enough time to do it right” was my main squeeze in terms of excuses; it was my go-to. I didn’t have enough time to do it properly. To do it right. Let’s not talk about the two weeks I had prior to the night before that I could have done the flyers. There was such comfort in knowing it wasn’t my fault if it sucked. It wasn’t my fault if I got my rear end handed to me by naysayers. Don’t get me wrong, I was a hard worker, but when you are built for greatness you kind of owe it to yourself and the world to live up to that greatness. It took me several years to break up with my excuses; they are so warm and welcoming. Like a comfortable pair of jeans that always hold you and support you in just the right way. Or that ex that you know is toxic but you don’t even have to think about where you fit in the crook of their arm. Who could blame us for settling back into these comfy, cozy, unconscious patterns? In a day and age where our brains are going 24/7 it’s nice to not have to think. To not have to be (gulp)….responsible. If you can’t tell, my excuses and I still occasionally rendezvous in the corner of my mind for old times’ sake, but when you have a repeat pattern of success it signifies the death of your excuses. Let me explain. The first time I was prepared, and had my shit together for a speech down to the crafted brows and designer shoes, I had this sad feeling in the pit of my stomach. That feeling when you know things have changed forever. Kind of like when you move away from a crappy old apartment that you and your life have outgrown, but there is a tiny part that feels sad. I realized I was mourning the loss of my excuses. I WAS successful and this business I had created wasn’t big enough for the both of them. It was my excuses or my success that had to take a hike. So R.I.P., excuses, it was fun while it lasted. I am sure I will figure out a way to be just as comfortable nestled in the arms of success. What are some of your favorite excuses that you indulge in?
I’m super busy
I can’t afford it
I can’t do it
I don’t deserve
It’s too hard
I have small children