Friday chickenBecause it’s Friday AGAIN. And because traditions are important. In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of self-reflection.

And you get to join in if you feel like it.

Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow!

Tramp tramp tramp tramp tramp tramp tramp!

Slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp slurp!

Okay, that’s it for the sound effects. Let’s do this thing.

The hard stuff

Going to … “the next level”

So yeah, I’ve always completely despised the expression “take it to the next level“.

It sounds so icky and marketing-ey. And boring.

It’s that thing they tell you you’re supposed to do when you’re sitting at some awful SBA seminar with a bunch of suits.

But several months ago I looked around at my business and realized that whoah, everything was completely different now. It was a new level.

And now I’m shifting into yet another one. And it’s weird.

Not growing pains, exactly. More like a headache. It’s like realizing that your kid is actually a teenager and has a driver’s license and really, you should stop making him go to bed at eight.

Stuff I’m not good at.

Working on the Next Big Thing has forced me to do two things that are challenging for me.

1. Farm out way more stuff than I’m used to.
I already have two assistants and a designer. On this project I’ve brought in a consultant and a project manager.

It’s weird, is all I’m saying.

2. Do things I don’t excel at.
I’m a big believer in letting other people do the work that you’re not good at. But in this case, it’s my vision and no one else even knows what it’s supposed to look like.

Which means I spent a lot of time this week doing a lot of strategic planning stuff and explaining stuff and taking on all sorts of other things that I find incredibly frustrating.

My gentleman friend came to the rescue more than once with acupressure, pep talks, emergency yoga sessions and piping hot comfort food, but man, this was a really hard week for me.

The good stuff

Not being sick anymore.

Turns out winter is way more fun when you’re not all headache-ey and sniffling.

You can bake bread! And make squash soup! And do yoga by the fireplace!

I even ventured into the wild, for which I’m sure you will be very proud of me.

My gentleman friend and I put on our boots and went crunching through the snow and admiring icicles and such.

We walked all the way to the cozy living room of Dana the Spicy Princess (not for anything spicy, just to hang out because we love her), and we walked to the co-op, and we jumped up and down on frozen puddles.

Good times.

Also we walked thirty blocks to see a film on Christmas. Awesome.


The course I’m leading based on our Blogging Therapy series is So. Much. Fun.

Honestly. I can’t believe what a great group we’ve got and what terrific stuff is coming out of it.

I’ll update you later on some of the exciting things people are doing, but for now just rejoice with me. Amazing people. Good learning. Big progress. Pleased as punch.

Hot sauce!

They had homemade hot sauce at our co-op. Like, very homemade. Possibly in a basement.

It’s called Bad Monkey by Picklopolis. And it actually says on the label: “Does not contain monkey”.

So of course we had to get a ginormous bottle and put it on everything this week.

I could not be happier.

A note from my teacher!

As some of you know, my teacher spends half the year meditating in a monastery in the Himalayas, a couple months in the Ukraine and then the rest of the time traveling around the world teaching.

So I don’t get to see him (or ask him questions) anywhere near as often as I’d like to.

Getting a New Year’s blessing from him by email was really unexpected and so so so made my week.

It is impossible for me to imagine my life without him in it, but let me just say that if we had never found each other, I would not be doing what I am now.

Nor would I have most of the information that I have to share. Nor many of the qualities that make this space what it is.


Really, who doesn’t like a festival of lights?

Because my duck is totally into it. Picture at the end of the post.

That’s it for me ….

And yes yes yes, of course you can join in my Friday ritual right here in the comments bit if you feel like it.

Yeah? Anything hard and/or good happen in your week?

And, as always, have a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious weekend. And a happy week to come.

A Selma the Duck Hannukah

The Fluent Self