I've been telling people for weeks that, "today is the day" that I would mail my fabric designs to a different manufacturer. Alas, something would come up (read: I would make some lame excuse) and it wouldn't happen.
Also, I haven't been sleeping well and eating a WHOLE lot more. Am I proud. Oh no. Am I honest. Always try to be.
So that's what I've been doing.
Way to make the most of your life, Em. Nice.
But tomorrow. Tomorrow I will swallow my, fear isn't the right word, my anxiety and actually mail my designs. They are in the envelope and almost ready to go.
I am just hoping it isn't an abysmal failure like last time. Just a little shred of positivity that this could actually come true is all I need.
I would love to be able to sleep again at night and to stop ignoring my goals by eating things that do nothing to help me NOT look like I've had four kids.
Someday this will all be a memory, maybe not a fond one, but a life changing one for sure.