I’m trying not to think about what a horrible day I had, giving myself self-affirmations to convince myself that it’s over and that things will be better. But all I can think about is how baggage can kill your day, and will continue to kill your day until you get rid of it.
We all have some sort of baggage. Mine is a hybrid of debt and stupid people I chose to work with in the past who feel like a plague you can never get rid of. Worse than a plague. More like the crap that drips off the feces from someone who died of the plague. Yah, you know who and what I’m talking about, you’ve had someone or something like that in your life too, right? It could be emotional baggage, physical baggage, or anything really.
- Car accident that disables or impairs you from running or standing for long periods of time
- A chronic cough that plays a toll on your health and medical bills
- Someone who believes that you owe them money, and won’t leave you alone
- A high school prank that ended up creating a horrible nickname that stuck
- Work you thought you could do because you had the resources at the time
- Personal projects you’ll never get to because you’re a slave to work and family
- Ex-girlfriends and ex-friends who setup Google Alerts and harass you on Facebook & Twitter
I have a few of the above. Share yours in the comments at the bottom of this post.
Let me stress that kids are not baggage. I have two, and they don’t kill my days, even though they sometimes add hours to my day that are well worth it. What I’m talking about is bullshit negative baggage that never seems to go away, especially when you believe you’ve moved on.
Moved on. Wouldn’t that be nice? Wouldn’t it be great if you could wake up tomorrow like Frodo in the last episode of Lord of the Rings and find your best friends around you and the evil in your life gone forever? Wouldn’t it be great to find yourself in a warm haze of renewal where you could start your day with a nice, long breathe of relief that you get to start the next part of your life without the baggage you’ve picked up along the way?
You just want to scream “GO AWAY”, but the baggage just ignores you, even taunts you. Like waking up next to the horse’s head and hearing a voice saying “I’m still heeeeeere”, the baggage just does’t go away.
You’re an hour into a project and feel GREAT about the progress you’re making. Suddenly that email comes in and you find yourself spending the next 2 hours in a flame that results in a call to your lawyer, that results in a meeting being scheduled to discuss something you had hoped was in the past. Then you’re stressed out about it and can’t get a damn thing done and find yourself writing a blog post at www.howtokilladay.com.
What’s your baggage? Share your thoughts and your own list below: