Good Job

Do you ever tell yourself good job? You know, you do and do and go and go. Sometimes, it seems it never stops. It all just keeps coming. Fast. Faster. Me, I beat myself up a lot. I can feel that I do it. Constantly looking for ways I can be better, do better, being so honest sometimes it might not be the best thing but I keep at it. Sometimes it feels exhausting.

Just now, while the Littlest is sleeping, I'm running in circles almost. This needs to be done and that needs to be done and I just want to sit and rest but truly, I feel guilty when I do that. So I finished up three things I've been mentally wanting to do and as I swung around the kitchen putting away groceries knowing I have dishes left to do and he'll be waking up soon, then off to get the Oldest from the very rainy bus stop, back home to start dinner, I stopped. Just stopped. I stood right there in front of the refrigerator and said out loud to myself, "Good job, Jenn. Good job." I mean my God, if no one else says it enough as you need to hear it, go on and tell yourself. I felt much better when I said that out loud! I don't think I've ever done that. Given myself the permission to say to myself, "Good work". Wow. How empowering it felt and that in itself was a surprise.

So I share with you because maybe you need to tell yourself good job too. Maybe you need to let yourself off the hook a little bit too. Ok, ok, ok, so that might be a bit of a stretch for me. I'm not exactly going to let myself off the hook for anything, because I am afraid to slack at all on anything. Hard to rest around here. Hard to be lazy. There is none of that. But how hard can it be to tell yourself good job? Well, apparantly it's hard cause I'm 36 years old and I can't remember ever telling myself that; ever. So there you go. Give it a whirl next time you feel frustrated and feel like you are doing and doing and spinning your wheels.

Good job you!

Jenn