The real reason I couldn’t get out of bed yesterday…

The real reason I couldn’t get out of bed yesterday…

You know those days where you don’t want to get out of bed? Where everything feels like a struggle and all you want to do is cry? Where you are constantly asking yourself “what’s the point?”? That was me yesterday.  After an amazing week filled with women who just GET me, who understand the way I hustle, who love the way I do the work, I came home to people who didn’t seem to miss me all that much. Who didn’t care how amazing my week had been. I was home now, and so can you do this for me? Can you help me with this? Can you do that over there?  Ahhh, home life. I forgot how much I was in demand here. I forgot how much most people in my life just don’t GET me or how I do things.  And so my amazing week ended the second I walked in the front door at home. And then yesterday I just felt sorry for myself and wasted an entire day sulking in bed. This morning I woke up with a fire in my belly and I was ready to kick some serious ass again. I guess I just needed to have that one off day. Because if I’m being honest, I don’t have those days often. A few times a year, they happen, but most of the time, I am ON. 100% on. All the way on. I push through the hard stuff, I do the work anyway. I don’t let anything stop me. And that’s the real message here. There will be times when you don’t wanna...