It was time to do something...

Like a few people I've met recently, I spent my childhood and teenage years being very inactive. I hoped never to be called to participate in any physical activity, avoided PE (physical education) classes at all costs, often very conveniently and sometimes violently ill!

What it all meant was that by the time I became an adult, there were many things I could not physically do. I was a weakling. When travelling, my luggage was limited to 19 kilos because I was unable to lift anything beyond that off the conveyor belt onto the ground.

Are you good at picking scabs?

Remember a time when you fell, maybe skinned your knees? As it started to heal, scabs formed. What did you do then? Did you pick at the scabs or did you let it heal? Well, I did (*eye roll*). Sometimes the skin under it had healed, sometimes it hadn't and that hurt!

In life, we can do the same without even knowing it.

Doing It All Myself

Some believe that to achieve the best outcomes, they must do the work themselves. Yesterday I fell into that trap...

A couple of weeks ago, I ordered a lovely blackwood bedroom suite.

‘Would you like assembly with that?’, asked the salesman.
‘It’s only $25’, he added. 

‘It’s my first proper bed in years’, I thought. ‘I’ll feel great putting it together myself’.