About to start my 2nd Dream Launcher session with Toni.
We’re doing some incredible work here, folks. I’m stoked.
I know, I’m a weirdo
Toni said I should be a weirdo.
Blame her.
OH MY GOD TONI
I figured it out.
I haven’t pooped since Thursday morning because I’m full of shit.
Maybe if I make a new video about how I’m full of shit? Maybe then? Because the herbal cleanse, aloe juice, gallons of water, high veggie diet thing is clearly not working.
I am so full of shit.
Now I know.
Now YOU know.
I’m so sorry. And so full of shit.
I had no idea how much like totally effective therapy this retreat would be – and I really hope I am able to maintain the things I’ve learned about myself, and to strengthen the muscles I identified. Toni lined up seriously awesome people to run the sessions, and every one of them brought their own processes and challenges to the table just as much as we attendees. No guru bullshit happening here this weekend. I’m humbled and inspired and fired up and ready to go.
One of my biggest takeaways?
I’ve got this.
Blank page, full mind. Good morning.
Seeing as we’re doing Makearoo GPOYs… 9 hours on the road because this dumbass thought it would be cheaper and easier to drive. $150 in gas, and $30 in tolls, and my butt cheeks have fused to the truck seat. The very thought of venturing into a restaurant to have dinner makes me want to cry, so I exercised my divine right to order room service. The dingdong at the front desk got confused when I asked for the premium domestic beer list, and couldn’t come up with anything better than Corona, so we moved on to imported, and somewhere along the line she forgot that I ordered a wrap and cole slaw, so I’m waiting on that.
Why the hell didn’t I fly to Chicago, though? Dumbass.
Making notes to myself. (Taken with instagram)
For Toni’s Makearoo Full of Shit thing.
So I registered
for Toni’s awesome thing.
I was a little freaked by the cost because I come from a family of people who really just want to pay for gas and maybe a little bit of food when they travel. Fees and hotel and food too? For just me and without my family? What am I a Rockefeller?
But I kept playing over the way for the past five years I’ve been circling around a bunch of ideas, inching closer and closer to the crux of them, but the reality always staying just slightly out of reach. And the truth is I can afford it, but I decided that I wanted to pay for it through a separate income stream if possible.
This morning a client I haven’t worked with in a while asked if I could take on a fast project. It will pay for the event and then some. I almost didn’t catch it, and weighed whether or not I wanted to take on any extra work right now. But then it all clicked into place and I had to laugh.
Camp Makearoo happens the week after my 45th birthday. I’m so excited to be kicking off my new year this way, and so excited to be supporting Toni’s launch of her incredible idea. This is too cool.
