Don't just sit there - do something

I just read a lovely post by a new blogging pal - Lisa Wright - about how pleased she is that she came to an event that @greenwellys and I organised on behalf of "best selling writer Lisa Jewell" (no one ever seems to ever just call her Lisa, which I reckon is a bit of a shame, but to be expected in this age that so badly requires us all to be labelled and defined . . . ) last week.

Lisa W was really pleased to meet best-selling Lisa because she loves her books. But pleasingly, she was also inspired by the experience of meeting fellow bloggers and aspirant writers, which was as much the point for greenwellys and I as anything.

What I found really interesting about her post was the point she makes that often, it's really easy to end up not doing the things that you really want to do, because of all the commitments you've made to doing stuff that you're not that bothered aboout.(I'm paraphrasing - I hope Lisa W doesn't mind! :-) )

As she says:

"It's too easy to say no after all, to find the excuses so we don't have to make an effort and put ourselves out just a little bit. But if we don't then how do we move forward? How can we possibily achieve our potential? What will we miss?"

How true. I spend the vast majority of my life doing the things that I'm not really that bothered about and only a very small part doing the things I really want to do. (I refer you to my previous post about things I'd do if I had more time for details of what those things are). I regularly tread the same groundhog day routine in an effort to just "keep the wheels on" - at work and at home, expecting this to keep me more sane. In fact, it's bound to drive me round the bend because if there is no chink of difference in each passing day how can you expect new things and new opportunities to find you? And you won't find them because you're not even looking for them.

All of which is a long-wided way of saying I'm so glad that my life is about to change so radically. Of course, knowing that you aren't guaranteed to earn enough to pay the rent and the credit cards and the loans each month is kind of scary. But not as scary as realising too late that you never even gave opportunity the chance to knock on your door. :-)

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