The Gates. CP style.

I think saying No is one of the hardest things to do but that in order to maintain any sort of sanity and direction in my life, I need to learn to do just that.

“No.”

It’s a day to day process. Today I said no once, and of course I contemplated if I was a bitch for doing it. But I’m sort of proud of myself at the same time. Because I realize that saying no is something that we all need to do. And no, I’m not preaching. And no, that’s not the kind of no I mean.

Yes is so easy. It’s good to feel like we can do everything, but I’m learning the most important lesson to date, that no, nobody can.

No is about picking and choosing and cleaning out cluttered spaces. Yes is about adding more to your life. It’s not a bad thing from time to time, but it’s okay to say no as well. See, I’m a big fan of clutter. I’ve been a collector of shit for way too long. From bandaids to magnets, I’ve collected a lot of useless items. *magnets are not useless items

So I need to clean things out to move on. You can’t move forward with too much stuff. It just gets too heavy to carry it all. Metaphorically speaking. And you have to say no.

One more thought:

Has anyone ever watched Growing Up Gotti? What’s up with Victoria Gotti? Her kids can’t stand her, and she thinks life is dandy. Her kids are rude pigs and she’s out of her mind wacky. And what’s up with the plastic surgery and fake tans?