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Reflections.

I am training for a new position at work at the moment and a couple of weeks ago, a challenge was put to my training cohort to reflect on our style of management, our style of coaching and re-evaluate ourselves. It was an interesting habit, and a slightly daunting one truth be told. We all have a perception of ourselves that we hold sacred and to unsettle this foundation we base ourselves on can be intimidating. Have you ever tried it?
Well, I took my reflection away from work, and I decided to have a hard look at myself. It wasn't always pretty. I won't lie. Here are some of the things I realised about myself.

- I talk about myself too much. I really need to stop. Now that I've noticed this, I've started to annoy myself. Saying that, I am now writing a blog all about me. Perhaps I shouldn't always share so much.

-I think I'm obsessed with Dr. Who

- I need to make lists more. At work, I can be super organised. I fit things in. I make things happen. At home, not so much. Which is stupid, as I have so much to do. When I say make lists, I mean make lists and cross off what is on them. Why do I make life more difficult for myself unnecessarily? What a dumbass thing to do!

- I keep telling myself that I should stop worrying about money and all things financial. This is true. I do need to stop worrying, but not because I don't care, but because I should be more organised. I guess that follows on from the previous comment. James reckons we should invest in a filing cabinet. I want a freezer. We are getting OLD!

- I need a hobby. I should clarify, going for bevvies is NOT a hobby. I need a real hobby. All suggestions welcome!

- When it comes to me, I don't follow through. How many of us have thought,' jeez, I need to lose a few pounds/stone/kilos/tonnes and then finished off by munching on a chocolate bar. How often have we decided to get fitter and then taken the bus/car a stupidly short distance. Then, when it doesn't happen we beat ourselves up and feel bad about it. We completely demotivate ourselves. I need to finish my 30 before 30 list. No excuses allowed.

- On a positive note, I love my new found confidence in myself. Seriously, the last couple of years I've just developed a thick skin. It isn't that I don't care what people think about me. I do think it is important to smile at people, be kind and be pleasant. It is more that I don't give a crap whether or not people like me. I have a great bunch of friends, I have a wonderful boyfriend, do I care if someone doesn't particularly like my company? No. It is a very liberating feeling to be honest!

The final reflection I have for the day is that I need to start making more time for my friends from home. My grandmother too. I have been meaning to ring her for about three weeks now. That is NOT cool.

Coladh sámh mo chairde,
xxx

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