Do you know those people who have their e-mails in perfectly created folders? You ask them about an e-mail from 2012 and they can put their hands right on it. Everything is filed expertly and organized and may even be labeled. Yeah, that’s not me. I have papers in piles. They are a mixture of Nikki’s Magic Wand stuff, book stuff, sorority stuff, you name it. And I name my documents things that make sense at the time but when I go back to look for them, they are no where to be found. I am a bit of a mess. A cute one, but a mess all the same. 🙂
Here’s the thing, I WANT to be organized. I want pretty little e-mail folders but I don’t seem to have the “bandwidth” (gotta love those biz terms) to get it done. At the end of the day, my overly comfortable bed comes calling and my files remain a mess. Now don’t get me wrong, you will not see me on the next episode of Hoarder’s but it’s starting to get sketchy.
And don’t even get me started on the e-mails that flood my NMW inbox. Oh man, the offers of this webinar and that coaching session. I just want to lie down when they come through. It seems that everyone has something to say of value and I am clearly missing the key to immediate millionaire status by not opening THAT e-mail. It makes me panicked and sleepy all at the same time.
So, I’m supposed to write down my goals and make them measurable and make them big and make them….you get me. If I want to make $100,000 this year in my NMW biz, that means that I need to earn $1923 a week in the business. That’s a LOT of doggone Wands and glosses. Especially when you are trying to figure out, on a daily basis, how to get ONE sold, nevermind 192 of those suckers. 🙂
I’m just trying to be completely transparent with ya’ll. Now here’s the thing, I’m not complaining. There are a WHOLE bunch of folks who wish they had my privileged problems. I just need to figure out how to get my life together and still get a full night’s rest.
This Saturday, I will celebrate 10 years at my current employer. I have only worked for two companies for my entire career and I’m proud of that longevity. It’s comfortable and it’s how I keep myself in sunflower seeds and Thai food. It’s second nature. What I guess I’m getting at is that even three years in now, this biz owner thing continues to be a bit of a mystery. No cruise control for this chick. There is always something new to learn and figure out and while I will NEVER say that’s not exciting because frankly, it is, it is simultaneously exhaustion inducing.
This year, I pledge to come up with a system to make things run a bit smoother. I’m going to have to say “No” to more things, particularly if they are outside of my immediate goal.
I’ve got to pull it together and I WILL! Didn’t that sound convincing?
Ok, now can someone come over and help me organize my stuff? I need a nap.
Learn to say 'no' so your nipples gets hard and stuff gets slippery. That means the 'no' is giving you life. Self therapy and it can be done anywhere and any time.��