Do you watch The Big Bang Theory? I do. I love the show. I can watch the reruns over and over and over again.
If you watch the show, you know that Sheldon has a spot on the couch. It’s his spot. He explains it thus:
In the winter that seat is close enough to the radiator to remain warm, and yet not so close as to cause perspiration. In the summer it's directly in the path of a cross breeze created by open windows there, and there. It faces the television at an angle that is neither direct, thus discouraging conversation, nor so far wide to create a parallax distortion.
No one sits in Sheldon’s spot. It’s the perfect place for him and he wants it. And he takes it.
This is my cat Othello.
He is in “Othello’s spot.” Seriously. He has a spot.
When I sit on the couch, I sit here. And as soon as I sit here, Othello hops up on the couch and stares at me. Now, this staring could go on for ten minutes or more. Eventually Othello will sit down. (He’s old and gets tired!) But he’s still watching me. He can’t talk, but he’s telling me that it’s his spot. That I shouldn’t be sitting there. That I need to leave.
If I stand up, Othello immediately moves into the spot. He’s 20 ½ years old and when the spot opens up he’s like The Flash. I can stand up and look behind me and he’s there, napping away contently.
Sheldon and Othello know what they want and they take it. They have something that’s important to them and they are singularly focused on obtaining it.
We need to learn from them. We need to have that drive. To know what we want and to go for it. Constantly. Because that’s how we succeed. That’s how we obtain. That’s how we achieve.
What’s your spot? Where is that all-perfect place that you want to be? And what are you doing to obtain it?
Last night I found myself having no patience. I mean, zero. We all say “I'm running out of patience!” But we all have a little left in the tank to push us through.
But last night, I was empty. I was burned out and I told my husband, “I have no patience left!” I spent Friday on the phone, waiting and waiting for help regarding a tax problem. I spent the weekend waiting in grocery store lines. (You would have thought it was Christmas Eve!). And I spent yesterday waiting for software to load, waiting for technology to work, waiting for...everything.
And I. Was. Done.
And honestly, I'm never done. When everyone else is up in arms, I'm the one that says “let's give it a little more time.”
But I was done. Or, at least I felt like I was done. But I wasn't. I was burned out and frustrated, but I hadn't gone empty on patience.
You need a lot of patience for everything. You especially need it when you run your own business. Not only are you working hard and doing all of your family things, you're also working hard for your personal and business well-being. You are waiting and waiting and waiting on everyone. You wait on the phone for customer service or wait for the check out line, the traffic, the kids to bring down their dirty laundry, the commercials to be over, the light to turn green, the nurse to call you I for your appointment, the customer to pay, the client to call…
And you think you're tapped out and done.
But you aren't. There's always more patience. I know this, because I'm writing this blog from a laundromat while I wait for my comforter to dry. :)
This past Friday it was cold. And dreary. And rainy.
My son wanted to go cheer on our Varsity football team because we were starting the playoffs. Our team had won every game we attended (and only lost the 2 we didn’t attend) so he wanted to keep the good juju flowing.
I did not want to go. Because it was cold. And dreary. And rainy.
I was grumpy. I said, things like, “You need to go with your friends to the game. I just drop you off and pick you up later.” He replied, “None of my friends like football.” And of course I said, “Then you need to find friends that do!”
Okay, I wasn’t grumpy. I was crabby. (Or as my son would say, I was salty.)
After dinner I started pulling on layers of clothes. My husband said to me (he was unable to go due to some work he had), “You know, you’re going to make him feel bad for wanting to go.”
That was the truth. And I didn’t want that. Just because I was struggling didn’t mean that my attitude should sour things.
So I took a deep breath, layered up, packed blankets and umbrellas, and off we went.
We reached the field, grabbed some snacks, found our soggy seats and hunkered down.
And I had fun.
We cheered. We stomped our feet and laughed. We ate candy bars and froze our fingers.
Our team won (37-7) and we celebrated as we booked our way back to the car, shivering.
We texted ahead and my husband put on some coffee for me and a cup of tea for our son. When we got home, cold, soaked, and tired, we were greeted by my husband, and a warm house, and soft lights, and comfort.
It was wonderful.
If I had let my bad attitude win, if I had let the rain win, if I had let the cold win, I would have stayed home that night. And I wouldn’t have cheered on my team. I wouldn’t have had that quality time with my son. I wouldn’t have appreciated the warm house, and hot coffee, and my husband waiting there as much,
We struggle in our studies to celebrate a degree. We fight ourselves at the gym to celebrate weight loss. Sometimes you have to jump into the hard things - or what we perceive are hard things - to really appreciate and enjoy our successes and the great things we have going for us.
I’m sure you’ve heard the Chinese proverb that says, “a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” The more accurate translation is:
A journey of a thousand
Starts beneath one’s feet.
No matter the translation, those are powerful - and accurate - words.
The picture above is one of my journeys that I take. On the left is what it looks like when I first start out. It’s dark - sometimes a little too dark, and I’m always happy that the track is fenced in because there are plenty of wild animals (especially skunks!) roaming about.
It’s gloomy, and sometimes foggy, and definitely hard to see.
I have to walk. And walk. And walk. Usually around four or five times until it starts to look like the picture on the right. Daylight comes and I can finally see what is surrounding me.
Every journey we take is like this.
My work at home journey is the exact same way. I started in complete darkness, fumbling around, not knowing what the hell I was doing. There were plenty of times I tripped, stumbled, and completely fell over.
I was scared. I didn’t know what was going to happen. I didn’t know if I was going to meet up with skunks crossing my path.
And I’m still on that journey. Sure, it’s a little brighter out and I’m more confident. But I have a long way to go until I’m exactly where I want to be. And it could take years.
Our journeys take time. A lot of time. It’s going to be dark in the beginning and you’re not going to be sure exactly what’s out there when you start. But you have to be courageous and you have to take the first step. And the second step. And the thousandth step.
Are you ready to start your journey now? What’s standing in your way from taking the first step?
I’m just going to come out and say it right now. I am CRABBY. Or maybe I’m a little bit peeved. No, it’s definitely crabbiness sinking into my pores.
Here’s the situation.
Frankie and I are always checking things out online. What’s working for work at home people? What isn’t? What’s new? What’s a scam? That sort of stuff. We want to keep up on all the latest good/bad/ugly to make sure we provide the best information possible.
I made the mistake of browsing a website that, at first glance looked all nice, and cheery, and helpful. But in the end, it was just...the same as everything else.
Look, there are many sites out there (along with thousands of Facebook posts) that show you how you can make money working from home. And I’ve come to realize that - I don’t like that.
Anyone can make money working from home. ANYONE.
And the website I was on this morning said that. Here’s how to make money working from home. And it listed the same stuff that is on every website ever.
Now, we have a page on the site that lists some jobs you can do to work from home. But these are just suggestions. Ideas. You don’t have to do any of these.
You can work from home the way you want by choosing to do exactly what you want to do.
It’s not about working from home to make money. It’s about working from home to make you happy and fulfilled. Once you’re doing what you want, the money will come.
So many websites out there tell you the same story: sell something, do surveys, join some pyramid scheme. Can they make you money? Sure, I guess. But will they make you happy? Is that what you really want to be doing?
You need to do what makes you happy, and then find a way to do it from home. And when I say “from home” I don’t mean that you necessarily have to stay at your house 24/7. I mean that you have the freedom to come and go as you please. To set your own business hours. To be your own boss.
Look inside and find what makes you happy. Where are your passions? Your Strengths? Cooking? Animals? Sewing? Empathy? Repair? Love?
Finding that work from home job needs to come from within. It’s not just because everyone else is doing it.
Frankie and Andrea take turns sharing stories. Just good talk over a cup of coffee.