no more compromising.

You ever not follow your intuition?

Big lesson learned today.

I woke up today with the intention of using the Wash/Fold/Dry service at my local laundromat. It was a big load, I had other things I wanted to prioritize in my day and this would have been such a big help.

So I packed everything up in my car, drove to the laundromat, got a quote and then decided not to get the service. Instead, I put myself through two hours of a task that would’ve been worth the $80, annoyed and frustrated the entire time.

I thought I was compromising with myself. Instead, I took away my sense of peace and sanity. The rest of the day went on with that feeling carrying through.

I ruined my days’ flow because I didn’t follow my first intuitive impulse. And, usually, when I get an idea and follow it, I have the most spectacular day.

So…as the post title suggests: No. More. Compromising.

Compromising is just not getting what you want. And, believe me. You can get what you want. And the right people/place/situation will grant it to you. So stop settling for less than you deserve.

I went through my old emails with Shelagh, an influential figure in this journey.

Her advice resounds:

“So much fun. I never had this much fun with my first wedding. I gave control over to my mother (lesson started then to be learned). A budget had to be observed.”

While this specific scenario refers to an actual budget (how I didn’t spend the $80 for my peace of mind and to follow my intuitive impulses), the advice applies. Push the boundaries and limitations of what I think is ‘right’ and ‘wrong’. Don’t let fear and practicality get in the way.

I feel very impassioned to make this conscious change. I will be very cognizant not to “give control over” to. No more budgeting my energy, my beliefs, my thoughts and my actions.

I went home and decided to give myself a time out. I made food (didn’t turn out that great because I was in a spicy mood). Took a shower. Meditated. Still felt funky.

I went on a walk. Got to a bar where Tuesday night chess clubs were so I could hang out with my friends. That was nice. Got me out of my head and into my body and focusing on other things. Then another friend stopped by and gifted me a handmade decorative ash tray and a mic for podcasting.

That was a nice way to end the evening. And journaling for sure helped.

Anyways…next laundry cycle, I’ll use the wash and fold service so I can go enjoy my day.