Two Pieces of Toast for Breakfast

Lately, I haven't been eating breakfast. Mornings are a bit of a rush, wake up, shower, get dressed, put on some makeup, and off running to work. This morning, I planned ahead and ate two pieces of hot toast. Wow! It made all the difference, I felt wonderful until I got hungry again at twelve :P I found this as a great introduction to something I have wanted to write about for quite a while, choices.

I admit, I'm a proud person. I like over-achieving, I hate failing; criticisms annoy me but I learned to listen because it steers me away from failing. This part of my personality is a big contributing factor to where and who I am now. It also is a huge cause to a lot of unnecessary stress and anxiety. The reason I wasn't eating breakfast is because I want to be early for work. I want to do more and make sure I have a solid start for 2013. I keep thinking I don't have a choice, then I realize, I totally have a choice, I just didn't like the other options. 

I can wake up ten minutes earlier, or I can be ten minutes late for work. I can risk having my boss slightly annoyed by walking in late, ultimately, I can quit my job! This discovery doesn't change my actions, but in my mind, the discovery is very liberating. It reminds me, my situation is the result of the choices I make.

When I first moved to San Francisco, it was quite challenging. Getting lost all the time, trying to find a home, trying to find the grocers, trying to find friends, trying to find a job... when I get really frustrated, I wonder why all this? moving to San Francisco wasn't my choice. Just so happens the man I married lives in San Francisco, and you don't choose who you fall in love with. And now I kind of get it, I totally have choices, I just liked marrying him best. And I guess, it's time to take full responsibility of my own choices. 

Someone told me once I'm really good at learning from my mistakes, which I think, okay, more or less. Unfortunately, he missed out the part that I often unlearn after I learn, and it takes another mistake to remind me something I already know. Let's hope this time it's going to be different.