Good Morning, good morning, good morning.
I don’t know about you, but March has been kicking my a**! Oh, my goodness. It seems like right when I plan to get everything back on track, here comes something to run over me and knock me down again.
Most recently…a damn cold. Like I really had time for this. I had plans. I had a new client to meet, I had people in my network to meet up with… hell, I had Female, Single + Hustlin’ to keep up with and struggled to do so. I don’t have time for a cold and to be bedridden.
My February was rockin’. I accepted a new job at another company, put my one week notice in, took my birthday off to play in Palm Springs, started said new job, they flew me to New York to meet the headquarter team. Got to catch up with family while I was there. All in all, February was astounding. But, March… March is tearin’ up my behind. With no relief in sight.
Like with every other challenge I’ve had to face, I just got get back on the horse and giddy up to the pace I was riding at. Or maybe my cold is my body’s way of telling me I need to take better care of myself while I work and hustle so I have fewer of these moments.
My girl, Elle, would know…