I had a couple of key moments today where my SD was tested. First I didn’t want to put together that financial spreadsheet and, if I’m not mistaken, today was the deadline I set for myself in creating it. Certainly, in the past, I would have more than likely pushed it off for another day. I truly do hate thinking about financial stuff. However, because I’m really trying to be intentional about my SD and not give myself excuses, I fought through and created the initial version.
Next, I didn’t want to do my second workout of the day. It was getting on in the afternoon and I really kind of wanted to skip it and just sit here and watch the NFL game of the week. Instead, I fought through and made myself go on and hour-long power walk.
Also, I listened to that ebook for a couple of hours today. For the most part it was pretty disappointing. I’m hoping that it’s just the section of the book I’m in but all the sudden it turned into a manual on becoming a great salesman. Some of it was useful. He talked a lot about the importance of working hard to develop a good reputation at the office and I think my professional life is one of the areas I need to hone in on during this journey of self-discipline. I’ll keep going with it. The reviews for the book didn’t make it sound like it was specific to salespeople.
On the gossip front, Barbie is really trying to screw my mom. The more I think about it, the more I’m convinced she has no moral right to move into this house. Legally, it’s a whole different ballgame but there’s no way my dad would’ve agreed to a reality that had my mom stuck in this house alone with Rick for extended periods. On top of that, she’s refusing to budge on letting my mom have Ryan’s space. Essentially, she’s saying, “This is my house and you’ll take what I give you.” I don’t even think she has a leg to stand on legally to do that. After all, my dad paid into this house for decades. That equity didn’t just dissipate when my dad died. I have the feeling Barbie assumes she automatically inherited it but that’s not true. This could get ugly. And it’s biting me in the ass because my mom continues to hint that she wants to get a place with me God! Even if we got a two bedroom, she would never leave the living room. I ain’t doing that.