In the spirit of my last post, I am going to do, or notice, something each day that I am afraid to do...and do it anyway. This could be fear, like being scared to be hurt, or fear of just failing.
Yesterday I went to the hardware store, picked out paint, carried it home, carried the ladder up from the basement, stood on a ladder and painted. I would usually rely on my S.O. for this. I couldn't. So I didn't. And I did just fine. I didn't fall off the ladder, die, only to be discovered 5 days later when a neighbor calls about a smell coming from upstairs. So that's good.
Today, I walked the dogs by myself at night.
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I'm so proud of you! Congrats on not being afraid of the things you once were afraid of!
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