Now, with 14 billion eyes on the world cup (give or take), I must confess that I really don't give a rat's ass about the games, or any sports for that matter. There's only one game I have anything invested in. My life. I find that I have invested poorly and my ass (not a rodent's) is on the line. I'm in over my head in so many ways, that it is a great stroke of luck that I'm not on the bottom of that infamous creek with lungs full of sewage!
New plan. (Yeah, again...) I'm gonna play my life like the only game I've ever cared about. I've even created my own scorecard. Ooohh- I'm such a dork. It's a spreadsheet called "Scorecard for the Big Game." Yeah, I'm a big dork, but I'm charming as hell. The sheets included in the spreadsheet are: Upper Body, Lower body, Every day, Stretching. Money. It is important that I don't fill out every cell, just that there is a record. This is the rub. I'll fail if I make it impossible not to. Does that make sense?
So, my friends, You are an inspiration to me! If you kinda like my rantings, let me point you to a woman who is far more artful than I. She's the awesome author of http://initfortheparking.com/.
Keeping it real,
Jodi
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