nurturely has its first client
It’s my mom. Lol
Custom Maids is nurturely’s first client
I’m actually very excited about this… that pic above is a screengrab from a movie and if you can’t tell me which movie it is, idk how I’ll be able to explain it. Anyway, I offered to tackle a few projects at Custom Maids and she agreed.
Moving on.
I need to dive headfirst into this industry [cleaning business industry] if I want to make any kind of fulfilling impact. I won’t be able to understand the deep problems that need to be fixed unless I immerse myself in it. I need to curate a specific social circle for myself too so any time I spend on my phone + on social media, I can make sure that I’m learning. It doesn’t have to be all learning, but I need to be more intentional about my time on my phone like that.
If I want different, I have to be different.
I do want different.
I will be different.
I am different.
Embrace it.
Believe it.
I also need to make sure I set a CM schedule for myself.
I need that structure. For some reason I just do.
Without it, it’s hard for me to find progress within myself. Once there’s structure, I tend to start tracking things. Once I start tracking things, I can easily compare myself to who I was before.
I don’t believe that numbers on a spreadsheet are indicative of you as a person. But I do think it’s a good measure of your habits. And we as humans are reflections of our daily habits.
Anyway—I need that structure.
Tomorrow I’ll dedicate some time to reworking my schedule and finding even more structure. If any of this is going to work, I’m going to have to be selfish—with my time—for a bit.
Nearly every bit I’ve published on Medium is word vomit. I’ve never really thought of this as journaling but it’s much easier that writing in my f*cking journal. Lol
Typos are rampant when I vom too. I wonder how many words I’ve misspelled because it literally never feels like I misspell a word when I type (but I do, constantly)
I loved writing in that journal… I really did. But my penmanship started to get ugly and I just don’t feel I want to have my name attached to that kind of work!
I had a good streak going in it too. Maybe I just need to burn them.
It really helped to just B*TCH in that sucker tho. I couldn’t possibly do that and publish my meltdowns online with my face attached to it. Maybe someday, but I really don’t know lol.
Anyway… this felt good.
Getting a few thoughts out right before bed felt pretty good.
I got sucked into Twitter for like 3 mins on accident. So f*cking annoying when that happens.
