Why Do I Find Self Congratulation So Difficult?

Always waiting for that bubble to burst.

If you read yesterday’s post, you might think I am feeling pretty proud of myself. It certainly looked that way.

And the truth is I should be, I achieved a lot, but for some reason, I find self-congratulation so bloody difficult.

I started the week, as I always do, with positive intentions to do well through the week, but for one reason or another, one by one, each intention I set just didn’t seem to happen. I didn’t really have an excuse, it was almost like I just wanted to go against everything I had told myself I would be doing.

I was feeling pretty happy despite this. I sat in my garden with a cup of tea on Monday and was watching the birds when I thought to myself “This is just what I wished for, being able to sit in my garden with a cup of tea, whenever I choose, no boss to answer to, spending my days writing and managing my own time”

It was a huge realisation and of course a good one. My wish, my manifestation, my dream, is now a reality and I have been so busy trying to push forward that I hadn’t stopped to notice. I finished my tea and carried on with my day.

The following day, the husband and I popped out for some lunch and the thought popped back into my head. I used to have to panic about getting back, I would be getting phone calls or texts if I dared to leave my desk for a break or I would have a meeting put in the diary…